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Misty Night
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Darkness (When I Die Inside) Broken apart, tiny sanguinary fragments of me lay aspread.
Beneath a moon on a concrete floor
does broken bones cracked, shreds of remaining flesh,
all painted with decaying blood weeping for a moment of time that which is to be remembered.
The malevolent "demon" stays finishing its helpless, eaten prey.
As the chilling night progresses tears are falling from the troubled moon.
A bloody vanilla taste palpable to one's senses permeate the air.
The white water bearer in the sky, an enigma throughout the milleniums, its tears evaporate overtime.
A mist of mourning enshrouds what's left of me, mind, body, and spirit.
Vague is the vision ever so endearing.
Covered in tiny particles of airy water a person dies alone in silence.
A fog no one will be aware of...that is the misty night.
Fall apart...