Sacrifices Made
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Opportunity many knock but once,
And Love-- if lucky-- twice,
Yet nothing quenches my mind's lust,
To you I find my solstice in flesh,
Yet there is something I yearn for,
Perhaps within my crumbling grasp,
The sun,
An unnatural ally of daywalker curse,
Blistering alabaster skin as burning parchment,
Again I rise and greet the day,
Only to be smothered with the ache again,
A slave to the light as a candle's wick,
Sleep on my Love,
And never fear the daylight,
For I must burn alone to save you Soul.
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November 19, 2004 |
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Daire |
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