A Whip | Poem

Tonight, I don’t sleep,

Mind wanders in pain’s realm,

It’s there, saying the dark desires,

I think of her, Deathra,

Take your time, she said,

It’s there, saying the dark desires,

The borderline genius in shadows.

Open the furnace,

Put the soul’s fire,

Tonight, I don’t sleep,


Close your eyes,

The naked skin feels thunder,

It’s there, a desire to forget dark,

It’s there, to love her of life.

Clean the skies this moment,

Another Oris seeks death,

On your name, Deathra.



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