BURIED SOUL
Neither of us should have remained silent. You look so helpless underneath the elm! And the crown of wet roses remainds me of one thousand virtues and one million painful sighs. A pale shade lies about the sword and your grave shows no shine.
Oh, unfair Lady in Black!
Oh, treacherous fate!
Couldn't have you lulled this humble servant better? Does thi smysery mean revenge? Witty plan, I must admit. Malice can be seen through this opaque mirage. Nothing else would have ment so much pain. I wasn't aware of my sins.
The twilight has just arisen. I know it will never go away. Therefore, my words must not be used to condemn but to soften this eternal hell.
Although you never said it was your wish, I will be by your shrine, staring at you til I see the shimmer of the moon in your soul. +
