Enduring the aching through the ages,
and they say history has a way of repeating itself.
If the world can improve, why would the elders oppose?
I didn't start this blaze, and yet I am discouraged to finish it.
Why is everything in opposition?
I am not the woman they remember.
True colours reveal themselves.
Shining a shattering aura, this is something most can not fathom.
It will all come down, and the regression shall resurface.
UNKNOWN
Steamed through my darting loneliness
-Alienated with paranoid eyes.
Wafted on Cappuccino and random aromas,
I bind his sorcery by this orchid…black spell of unnatural obsession.
SILENCE
Rush through your unnatural legend
Clank her mirror and sip the dawn, blue.
I drop to a silver casket.
Draining of shrouded crypts.
Elixirs with flesh reflect, and a slasher's obsession ruins our ancient flame
Wrinkled but unseen
A whisper; piercing
Dreaming of I; to dispell his twilight fire.
