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That darkened visage,
So finely wrought,
Which cast down,
Has been torn,
And seen through,
That tangled web,
From which spiders,
Like battered souls,
Gliding through my thoughts,
And stay.
- Title: Dark 1
- Artist: BoggleBoy
- Description: This was something my bf was scribbling... not much work done on it, but I thought it was interesting.
- Date: 04/28/2010
- Tags: dark poem wrought visage
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