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Post by sadhbh on Jun 24, 2004 19:41:56 GMT -5
Dusky Silence, in its wake calls forth its enemy to abandon its chains and turn to take the world by storm
Endless clouds of shadows run across her face as I watch her; waiting...
she speaks!
But not so that it would soothe my aching heart. Her words are soft yet they thrust deep the dagger into my brave young heart.
I am alone now, I know, I am alone and so I must wander and take up the mantle of dusky silence.
Yet inwardly the storm clouds gather, inwardly the winds rage at my facade of contemplation....
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