...
This is my world
No light could escape
the grasp of darkness
...
A vacuum of sin and beyond
trampling the weak
grinding the innocents
...
The dance of the horned ones
and the songs of the banshees
rumble accross the ebony walls
...
I walk further from the party
deafened by the monotony
of haunting miseries
...
Then with a glimpse from afar
I saw a flicker of light
accompanied by a faint whisper
...
As you near,I saw your eyes
sparkled and died down
as you saw my face
...
"I thought this is your world"
"You should be alive in glee"
Your words muted my voice.
...
I ignored your statement
I looked at you and smiled
"come visit my world"
...
WIth a thousand miles to walk
we never lose a word to speak of,
wandering amidst the darkness
...
For the first time, I felt alive
Your song touched my soul
and made me see the light
...
In every step we took
I would read to you a poem
You would glance at ame and smile
...
The tour came to it's end
I stare at you blankly
You looked at me with fear
....
I held your hand and inched closer
I slowly closed my eyes
Quietlym our lips touched with fire
....
The moment ever so magical
a kiss that nurtures the soul
and heals the wounds of the past
...
I wish it could last forever
But alas you're only a visitor
here in my desolate world
...
" I thought this is your world"
"You should be alive in glee"
Again I whispered these words.
...
This time reply
With a twinkle in my eye
"This was my world...."
..Quondam Asinine
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