Beneath the face recognized by
The dark angel lies a shade of sorrow
That seeks salvation from the bloodshed
That chased the light from the once
Sweet life,
Tormented by the emptiness she
Cleanses her mind in its own blood pool
As her heart beats in vain.
She longs for someone to pull her
From the life-gnawing dungeon
That her broken mind created.
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