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A voice lost in the Abyss.
Questions unanswered by the hands of time.
Three fold promises born of sweet delusion.
Desire turned evil by a sharp twist of fate.
Love and rationality crushed.
Seeking, yearning.
No barriers.
No boundaries.
Humanity deserted.
Timeless beauty hallowed in a death.
A life stolen,
Birthing everlasting love.
Tis true my love.
Your beauty in this realm doth no place have.
Yet shining evermore,
In the darkened halls
Of my wretched mind.
It lives.

Janis (darkwillow)
March 2007