.M. Red moon is behind the walls Falling with a last light of candels Into the morbid sea Which chockes sreams of pain Not letting them To get out In the garden of frozen roses One was warm,shining in the forbiden night Faced to the skies of past Smelling rain that soon will fall... He cut the godess with a desire and shame Kindly touched her, to open herself Impressed by his shape Way he uttered her name Leaned on his refuge She gave last toughts to an angel of lust an spare Bites of clocks sunddely stopped Moments seemed won´t ever pass Inceased for all the lifes of mortal ones He blinked and revaked the time Begun to laugh Petals seemed to cry Slowly and painfully Bleading In his blue eyes A rose that once fell asleep in his arms Seemed to be gone. |
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