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    submitted 28 September 2013 @ 05:38
    edited 28 September 2013 @ 05:45

The Inner Sanctum of the Abandonded.

Written by The Last Beacon

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My bed, now left cold of your warm vessel.
Empty vacuum of pitiful, indulgent sorrows.
Ribbons of pastel fairy-tale, pink hair,
No longer caress my worn, weary broken, body.

I miss those bright, deliciously blue eyes.
Come, satiate my thirst oh beautiful nymph,
Return to these cotton waves,
And return to these parched lips.

Time slips away. Your foundations erode.
That eternal castle has begun to crumble.
The brutality of our wars, now dawn upon me.
Farewell Gorgon, farewell Furies, farewell Medusa.

My heart, cold and powerful. Mighty Himalayas.
My fury, seething and searing. Destructive Vesuvius.
Your Pyrrhic victory, your pestilence
Has left you a fragile, frigid, barren waste. Alone. Left of my warmth.

Come back to me my love.



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