The firmament petrified after a rite -
A holdback for you to recite
About a carnation dee life,
Of your own life.
They, who cramped your hands,
Will never see these final moments.
A coven you have on your own
Will let them go.
You chased this power inside
And now you have it in your mind
But what did you mean to be?
A god? Or maybe a king?
"I thought it is just a feeling.
I thought it will be a tamable heart."
The shrine of a world is revealing
And you are the one who tore it apart.
"I wanted to show I can slay.
I wanted to tell about power."
You have made a decay
And set here a penumbra.
In the ruins of the world s existence
© Copyright: Оксана Малефисента Тихомирова, 2012
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