And she appeared before me
Her breath swept me
She stood still for me to see
And held out her hand for me
How she seemed real
Her face I did feel
My heart she really did steal
Then she became unreal
She then drove a dagger deep
The blade in my heart did seep
And she put me into a cruel sleep
And she left me no space to weep
I am a lost wanderer
She was my heart's murderer
Too much was my love for her
And I loved her a thousand times over
Farewell to thee, surreal maiden
To love I am now forbidden
With grief I am stricken
Like glass, I am molten
I am now devoid of sadness
I am now out of my madness
For now I embrace the darkness
And in my grave I savor happiness.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
The Second Apparition
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