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Under the black cathedral of midnight skies,
I wandered where the cold rain cried,
A pale immortal draped in velvet shadows,
With moonlight stitched into my tired eyes.
The storm moved like a living ghost,
Whispering curses through the trees,
While thunder cracked like ancient coffins
Opening beneath the autumn breeze.

Dead roses bled along the pavement,
Their petals drowned in silver rain,
Like forgotten lovers left to wither
In the graveyard chambers of my pain.
I carried one against my chest,
Its thorns still sharp beneath my skin,
A flower dark as vampire longing,
A relic of the deaths I've lived.

The rain fell harder, wild and hungry
Soaking through my hair like, strands of night,
And every drop upon my pale face
Felt like heaven mourning my endless life.

The city slept behind black windows,
But I remained beneath the storm,
A creature stitched from grief and moonlight,
Neither dead nor fully born.

Dead roses swirled around my footsteps,
Crimson shadows in the flood,
While the rain has washed centuries from me
Like tears diluted into blood.
And somewhere in the roaring darkness,
Beneath the lightning's violet flame,
I kissed the storm with ancient hunger
As it softly whispered my forgotten name.

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Cadrewolf2
03:36 May 08 2026

Wow Amazing

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