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A dark angel is dragging the soul out of me.
Her cold seductive hands with blood red fingernails
Touching my face with a hint of love.
I feel afraid
And confused.
Her voice is December frost on a misty morning
Her lips, the fantasy I long to kiss.
“Your new life will be with me.
I will show you the secrets of the Netherverse,
Bear you children more alive than the living.
Love you with an ardor unfelt in your
Mortal existence."
I want to say, "N O"
But I am SOOOO Tired.
My crippled body aches
The cancer has eaten away my will.
I want it to end.
I want to be free.
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