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This plain*
written by Trapezium04:24 PM 8/10/04I cry the tears of a fallen angel,
The damp drips onto the cold hard floor,
And i drop to my knees making a thud,
Viero comes to me,
He holds me tightly in his arms,
I cry unto his silken robes,
They stream down causing a puddle to form,
A puddle of blood,
A puddle of my crimson tears,
He folds his arms and wipes my eyes,
He looks at my face and see's my longing,
On this plain i am an angel,
I am a lost angel trying to find my way,
My demon's a monster,
He scares most but still he protects all,
Cieras appears,
The beautiful white cat,
Now i know the bond is strong,
When demons meet on this plain it means love. |
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Romance, morbidity, my world... all intertwined in this poem
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