Rob what a deep and dark look at someone who has lost themselves.

I like in particular the lines

She saunters through the fog like the angel of death,
In a necropolis under the cover of night,
Mislead by the emotions held tight in her soul,

(Preeminence needs a "-" should be Pre-eminence)

All in all a very deep descriptive piece. Milly xx

Rob, I voted on this the other day and completely forgot to come back and comment so here I am..

I love how dark and descriptive this piece is. The imagery is beautiful and dark but so fitting.

Em