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 I walk silent upon the shore The wind tinkering with my hair It seems so calm that I really couldn’t know. Innocence lost. Clouds cover the moon Hide from my imperfection But nothing could keep them away from me. Sleeping demons. That’s how it all started On this cold, cloudy, dark night The damp wind still plays with my hair. No bright stars. They come in great numbers Driving into my very soul As if somehow I am not here. Running doesn’t help. A portal to them all To dimensions where Hell seems nice And dimensions cursed in placid grays. Home inside me. That’s when you come from my soul Bursting out in a bloody volcano That volcano was mine alone, not anymore. You take it. Blood weeps from my body Staining the pure white sand And tainting my deep aqua ocean. Your smiles increase. I look up at you then Still denying my inner demon Your hand comes down to rip my face. I’m almost gone. And you laugh inscently My soul becomes part of you Part of the Darkness inside us all. Nothing left. © 2001 Katy Ferrier |
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