Strongly stung by death

by elizabeth   May 10, 2007


Through the misty air, i saw what had been wanted by everyone so badly
i found the treasure, the magic
following the maze of love
church bells screaming
the risk of death crept up behind before i could turn around
my fantasy love had left
the strong sting of death streamed through my skin
sunset slowly fading into nothing, but darkness

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