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As a remind: This is a collection of all my poetry and writings taken from my personal websites of MY WORK. PLEASE do not take anything that is posted here.


An Angel she stands small,
The embers inside of her whisp out,
Fates gates close in her face,
The winds blowing across her face,
Sealing her fate as her heart turns to ice,

..senza dite sono inutile m'mmergo in un bagno di sanguel..
All the torment and pain leaked through,
She tried to hide the pain but only the stains remained,
Caught in the web of passing years,

The lost myth that everyone had forgotten,
Clouded thoughts surronded her mind,
The last bit of humanity had left her numb,
Where was the life she had made..

All she could think of is..what more do I have today,
Dressed in all of her misery torment and pain,
Why should these new feelings begin to be made,
She just wanted the blood to run,

Rising up to only fall back down,
The heavly place was only hells ground,
Her blood was finally shed,
There was nothing more to be said.

With wishful thinking, nothing helped,
Her body was doomed, this living hell,
"No one cares your just waiting tears,"
She became supressed by all her childish fears

o/` ...I wont let this build up inside of me...o/`