the daggers essence

I dwell on the daggers essence dripping with old life
away with the old taughts in with the swiftly broadend blood faces
bright candles light the room moving with traces
vanquished with power and smiles are deepened
long lost souls pretend and we bend and mend more
but no more of the witches cries and no more the crow flies
simmering and simmering more resin and carresed for evermore
the edge of a worked dagger glistens to a worn face
anger deep moods gone without a trace
but somthing erupts without taught
gather at once with all hell faught
the timeless dagger grows soft with light
but night makes the candle fight for its light
but soon evaperates in to the tired night
i have learned from tonights lessons
dripping from the daggers essence.

the daggers essence

keet

Joined January 2008

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stoned immaculate?

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