~ a murderer back ~
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as she opened her eyes
those vulnerable lids dusted to flames
insanity once more fed her mind
no longer could she tame

her soul that was torn
torn to pieces into two
into fantasy and
reality so much more to pain

anguish burst her veins
melting her skin as poison drip
so deeply, screaming yearning for mercy

no matter her getaway to the realms
her murderer is back with a spear for a hand

who's smile she fear
who's laughter she hear
who's laughter's another spear

engraving its presence
marking that he's back! he's here!
as his laughter engrave deep in her mind

he's spear cut deep into her spine
paralyzing her escape

barely alive,
she begged and begged, soaked in tears for "death o' death,
..please take me in for all eternity..."
"for i petals shall serve u in hell,
please take me away from this reality.."

now as de murderer close in to her
he sigh and caress her cheeks,
"don't worry my dear, i will keep u here
very much alive..."
ending his speech with echoes of his deadly laughter

~ fantasy nightmare ~
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eternal broke its promise to her dreams
pinches of nightmare crawled all over her fantasies
a sudden vicious swipe of pain bit her deep
so deep into her veins

electrocuting every single drop of liquid
every single drop of her twisted poisoned veins
yearned for mercy

yelling and yelling insane
violently her body trembled cold
still as ice
yet she still shook

agonized screams ripped her lungs
invaded into her nightmare
begging and begging her to break away
those electrical vibes
frying her dry

her heart beat out of her chest
pounding so hard she couldn't rest

looking through the mirror
searching for herself
the cold glass shone a dark figure
just when she looked, the image melt

everything's so vivid, so real
or it was her past she sees and feel?
haunting her shadows
stalking her soul

dragging her all round
into her dreams
into her world
into the realms of the dead
as the images flashed she hurled and hurled

confusing reality
confusing her dreams
confusing all fantasies
into a fantasy nightmare
an endless mind twisted dream

~ bitter sweet ~
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detached from her hands
drifting further and further apart
as her tears trickle black
her emotions screamed her past

suffocating from the last kiss
on the corner of her blood glazed lips
her lungs flamed in grief
as she screams
her screams that shrieks
her screams that rumbles her memories
rocking vigorously
bruises carpet her skin, bleeding
reminiscing...

the comfort he once provide scribbled on her skin
the warmth he scar her body with
the renaissance he left lying
his whispers still echoes in her ears, ringing

so sweet yet so bitter
the vault once locked, lying so close
now wide open vacuuming her
trapped, enclosed, cold, lost

hysteria injected her veins
"LET ME OUT PLEASE!"
her throat engulfed in flames
"PPLLEEEEEEAAASSEE..."

as endless screams echoed
bursting her ears
grasping what she could still hold
whispering in tears
"please don't leave....my love"

internal burns stronger then external
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the profound flame burns
as the melting candles waxed her frail skin
immobilizing her movements
penetrating her veins in too deep

the burning sensation
burning intensely
burning into oblivion
burning for all eternity

her skin turned bright pink
kissing the smooth wax
as she leap not into a dream
but a nightmare

tormenting thoughts invading her soul
intimidating voices stabbing her cold
pounding in her mind
eating her alive

insanity entwined her insides
no longer could she find
the pain that triggers her cries
the pain that opened her eyes to lies

tranquil and composed on the surface
battling and bleeding inside
not from the candle wax
but finding herself fighting to see the darkened light

~ beautiful facade ~
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tired snores en cave the chapel
as her thots stole a quiet moment
descending her way frm de chapel
nothing less but disappointment

dried red on her cheeks
illuminated in de moonlight
stabs of spears she sees
blood cries, stained lies
blinded and bound towards such a life

even so, Mr Cellist presence
she doubts his words he swore
her crumbling confidence
detached from human relations once more

she pins her eyelids
opened them once again
thinking deres trust but once more, deceived
dark fluid gushed and stained

de unbearable torn in her flesh
de unbearable torn on her skin
de unbearable scars she bears
de unbearable scars that inflict

physically mentally emotionally
what else has she not feel
while now she swore in de name of Isis
for she will eliminate but not heal

as there isn't a possibility of that no more
eliminating her feelings, emotions
eliminating her laughter, joy
leaving wit a null sensation

'lets all attend this masquerade..'
dead petals said.

~ friday the 13th a valentines moonlight ~
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as she enter de hollow domain
black stained roses greet her entrance
a gentle voice across caressed her face
enslaved to de melody in an instance

though her hart bleed til deres no beat
an instant smile grew on de surface
a short dose of relieve
a short dose of love she taste

an unfamiliar instrument locked her soul
an unfamiliar dream she sleep
not de cello
nor is de figure, Mr Cellist

"Azarius.."
his fingers paused as he whispers his name
every full moon he plays
as dead petals wonder whos art lingers these walls
whos art crawls de walls of de chapel's hallways
whos art arose only in de full moon

"Azarius.."
de artist identity weaved in her brain
" a beautiful piece goes with beautiful name"
as she adores his flowing fingers, his awe and grace
only so rare she found his domain

on de full moon of friday de 13th
de eve of valentine's evening
where she found an artist play
where she sat and leapt into a fresh dream

~. midnight masquerade love .~
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"oh! Mr. Cellist the night is beautiful, what awe swallowing reality"
"yes my love, our fellow mates are waiting"
"shall then we return to the chapel i'm sure you are thirsty"

the pale shade of a full moon hangs high
representing the perfect moment
the perfect moment, for another glorious mass murder tonight

celebrating blood with never ending dancing
draining all red into their fountains they drink
as their victims fall into pits of flaming misery
as they watch them plead for mercy

what joyous occasion
what bloody scene
which pleases their evening
which pleases their great blood filled queen
de melody feeds their mind like ecstasy
de moonlight tt beholds what they seek
de red tt devour their thirst, feeling de sweet candy

as de lovers locked their hands once more
"can i have this dance, my beloved rose"
what grace as they vow their love wit every step
bind wit beautiful bond without any flaw, without any mistakes
synchronizing their love wit blood and dance
a perfect blend
alike de lovers, what beauty they present
de midnite masquerade

feeding their flair of blood
filling each others dead beating hart
wit endless kisses of mutual trust and great lust