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i stand back in awe as you smile
you soar so beautifully, my darkest angel i suspect that this is not the first time and that i am not your first. yesss, i am close to lifelessness drained of all emotion as this baptism continues. the metronome continues to tick and tick and tick my untimely demise. each demanding tick consumes yet another precious drop of my lonely life force. this gift is willingly given as i embrace your everything your everywhere as i slip away but at life's highest cost. wait, that is right, i have no life, it was taken centuries ago. you smile so radiantly as you feel my breath as you know the true end is swiftly approaching. you lean forward as i softly whisper ...your wish was my command ...you have learned life's lessons well my love ...use them not only on the unsuspecting but to deceive the one's you wish to submit. ...life's elixir is nearly depleted, just a few breaths left ...take my hand and look lovingly into my undead eyes ...bathe there one last time r e m e m b e r i n g all, f e e l i n g all ...any regrets? sad eyes well with tears as their unspoken beauty whisper their honesty leave me not alone in this god foresaken place take me with you. as i began to die, your fingers tenderly touched each line on my face as you burned my image into your contours. since you knew i must make this journey adeen you quietly began to sew yourself into my shadow so that you could remain my dark reflection you could be with me in each place i went you could hear every sound i made and divinely dwell in the obscurity that would surround me ...that could have surrounded us. `T. Imaan Tretchicovmanicova |
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