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Pens words with a yfel quill, dipped into an empty inkwell. You’ll find them burned onto a daimon’s parchment. Astray & malefic, be warned. Happily taken

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These eyes of & myrrh
I must profess how my heart stirs
One so fair & gentle, as bliss
Whose like Midas’ kiss
She holds me in glass & air
Cradled on hands with such care
Cursed you see, by necromancy
& here with her, waiting to be free

🎨 JHAbbott

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There’s an emptiness
that lives in us
A void that is never
sated or cured
An Obelisk draped
w/the dismay it holds
Of ebbs & flows
it goes untold
Filling & expelling
hopes & dreams
Never to stop
it seems
As our lives cower
beneath the abyss
Until the day
we suffocate

🎨 Ingrassia

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From her dreams she spies
a sea where seabirds play
& the azure sky is simply elite

Something is amiss, she realizes
as her world of spun illusions tips
& her sea pours over her feet



Sadness she feels
minded & doesn’t understand what it reveals

Silva15

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She, the one that darkness
comes to for comfort
She, the light that pulls
the pain to harbor in her
She, the caller who calms
the blackened tempest
She, the selfless beacon
who calls to him to stir

She, cannot be
She, lets him be
She, is his love

Nakanoart

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Flames set to simmer
Lucifer wearing a smile
A day in hell

Mpanda

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Shadows crawl across white walls
Skeletal keys rattle on anxious hips
Entrails weave through iron bars
Narrow steel in empty veins, dip

Fear calls the of crows
Insanity bleeds into sinister smiles
In darkened corner it shows
As the scent of the plague, drifts

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Sunlight through my window
She comes of apothecary
Vedma of Dracu souls
Gentle & loving light
surviving life’s toll
She spins darkened web
spits hexes to condemn
To me she comes, petite,
quiet, & w/much care
The demon & his angel
hidden beneath their glare

Bethaleil

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The shadows
song
skitters urgently
Quivering darkness
is all you see
Cuddle in your
vengeful mind
and emptiness
is all you’ll find
‘Discord’ whispers
giggle loneliness
There is nothing
left for her

Her only suitor
is death…

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Hark to the cries of runes
they call from archaic tombs,
tales of spite & doom

Sigils, how they glow
warning of sins we sow,
& the that bellows

She spins the hex of forever
draped in skin, her rever,
incantations for the clever

The flames,
they wait, however..

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