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I who share a pact with Moon and Sun.
Never fear what I keep deep within.
My other side yearns to make you sin.
Through the break of day we breathe as one.
Awoken from my slumber, rising at dawn.
A beacon of light piercing your dark time.
I bare my death with each ticking chime.
The eternal pregnancy of dusk's spawn.
Colourful skies begin their dwell.
Your eyes embrace the last of me.
A final blink as I'm fading out of sight.
Aching as I bid you farewell.
Stars will whisper of my journey.
Heed my return, reborn from ashes of night.
- by DarkYoshimitsu |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/26/2008 |
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Comments (1 Comments)
- hahime-chan - 10/26/2008
- Cool. But I thought sonnets had ten syllables per line?
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