My Darling Otherbeasts, I just want you to know how much I appreciate each and every one of you!
I have poetry for you.
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Dark Heart
Consumption at the dawning time is yet to heal the wounds of mine.
Of saving grace and sweetest sorrow.
Eviscerating ties severe on the morrow.
Today is one of golden ire with watches toil and hourglass sire.
For lamenting sighs and coiled lies.
And consummate labors of thine eyes.
Thoughts of these encased in glass stare vacantly at the crevasse.
Inordinate pictures and soiled frame.
Commiserate on hills of the slain.
Forgiveness the water that it seeks to quench and bury the leaks.
Pearls of nectar and sacred ambrosia.
Fall fall fall in horrific lacrymosa.
Immediate is the meridian of the convalescence in the mires obsidian.
Which witch is switched to twitch.
To call to aching with guile rich.
The key is lost upon the mountain of sullied Olympian misery fountains.
Flying mounds and bared claws a flight.
Keep it hidden in darkness sans alight.
Torture as convoluted seekers pass and crawl as they tear at the grass.
Ne'er to find as they come undone.
Dark heart and iron hand... save one.
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Until Next Time,
<3 Shade
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