Friday, July 10, 2015

Powerful.

Slowly melting down the walls of insanity.
Crumbles of my life surround me. 
The rapture is coming.
The kind of love fit for a queen. 
The sweet sound of your sorrow. 
I'm sorry for the pain dear, but you know I know nothing else. 
Trembles of the Earth wake the souls of the dead. 
And they are here and here they'll stay forever.
Taken by a dark aura.
And that's just how it was for eternity. 

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