
| Grave
Author: Kowski Sort of about vampires and love and stuff.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Tragedy - Words: 441 - Reviews: 3 - Published: 10-21-03 - id: 1427698
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Why do you think I would leave you believing
Something that was so untrue, it upsetting?
Waxing and waning just like the moon's grieving
But why should anything leave you regretting?
I stand at this balcony, dazed, my mind lost
You, like my Romeo, seduce me lyrically
A spell that is weaved by the dew and the frost
So enchanting, it swallows me deep and mystically
But lust turns to love, and then devoured by hate
And then we are done for, our wonderland dies
I have to avoid what I cannot negate
Even if it brings tears to my soulless, empty eyes
She was queen, just as I was, majestic and true
Commanding a love from you that she returned wholly
Of your strong will and pureness was what she knew
And devoured your life, your essence, your soul
Returning to you only darkness and no belief
But you are bound to her eternally by blood and by love
Of your heart and devotion, she was a thief
And you were to be the broken winged dove
Along came a mentor, becoming and strong
He taught you our ways in silent applause and approval
It was a brief time that he helped you along
And then he was gone, by the queen's harsh removal.
Love has no bearings, that's what you've always believed
But she had proved you dramatically wrong
And when she left you seemed silently pleased
The dove had regained it's voice and it's song
To sing for me now, as you serenade me with compassion
Trying to break down my fortresses and strongholds
No one has ever gazed upon me in this fashion
But I am forced to be strong, and my love, I withhold
From running to you, the god that is mine
Your gorgeous pale skin and bright emerald eyes
And I become twisted in this story, this vine
That encompasses everything until the heart dies
For I have become so sick with this satisfaction
A tarnished trophy that arrives cracked
And everything around us proves fatal distraction
Leaving you helpless, my mind hopelessly racked
For now I will jump from this display of pure grace
Agonized and contorted as I hit the damp earth
Don't cry for me as you look at my cold, dying face
With my death comes a brand new birth
But you give me the gift, you know you must now
A love eternal is of what we now crave
Carve me a flower, try and you'll learn how
And when I'm gone, place it on my heavenly grave
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