Last caress
Like a dying sun,
Mother of Creation has stabbed
Anger closes in like madness,
Sorrow hugs me tightly
Trouble me not...
(Where do we go now?
I cry the golden teardrops
Witchery weaking
Cast away sadness.
Come sweet, sickly death,
a dying kiss.
That last caress,
I'll always miss...
the lover's womb
and Father of All Destiny
cannot pull her from the tomb.
crushing reality underneath.
Increasing the tide of hateful words
that flow over my bleeding teeth.
like a ragg`ed cloak of doom.
O, that the steely knife of suicide
might cut the gathering gloom!
O, Father let it be!
Take these ghosts and drive them
far away from me.
Where can I hide?
Where is the paradise I was in
before the touches died?)
that water my growing rage.
The roots are firmly planted
by the words upon this page.
my angered cries
while haunting memories
corrupt my empty eyes...
Cast away hate.
Cast away life itself
and end this lunatic state!
embrace me in thy arms
and mend my broken heart
with your fearful, fatal charms...
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