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by Romancing the Darker Side Apr 9, 2007 category : Dark, fantasy / other
The day she became A slave of the dark Was the day her past Was destined to mark A scar, a cut, And a bruise here and there Made the world seem Like it never did care He slit her lips And she was instantly dead Into the darknes, she will follow With a feeling of dread He takes her hand And leads her out of the light Although her body is there Her soul is out of sight A monster is what She has become The creature within her Has already won It drinks her tears Cold and salty, thouh they may be Bound and shackled She dreams of being free Never returning To the world of sunlight She blows one last kiss To one she knew was right