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Darkest Moon Side
Alone she wonders, alone she waits. Sitting on the darkest side of the moon, blacker than the underworld, bigger than Poseidon seas. The coldest and darkest side of the moon, alone she is there, and would never budge for any emotion. Except for love, is thy waiting to return. Her beauty is everlasting, with her black eyes and blue heart, only her cries would make her much beautiful.
Each hour she would search for a star, and keep it in her heart, would dream of that star to appear as her love, to resuscitate thy soul into immortality. There alone she can only search, and hope the moon will shine once more, to give her thy prince, who would be given from the heavens alone.
When the darkest of all hours occur, she would swim alone in the lake of affliction, wishing to drown so thy prince would save her. As she swims, she wonders…are thou any prince? Are thou any Gods that love me? The feeling of loneness, the feeling of pain would only make her wonder, deeper in her mind, only to find it lonely as well.
Days would go by; time would slowly fade in the essence, therefore, she is still alone…still searching the star, but it’s never bright upon her beauty. Still, on the darkest side of the moon. There, she walks along the cliffs alone, feeling the coldest of the winds against her wings, would make her heartbreak doleful.
Her tears fall before her. Thinking she’s fallen and there is nothing left for her. Before a tear crashed into the ground…her fate was absconded. She looked up and saw a star. with bright wings, bright eyes who bend down for the kiss of life, Her prince came to her from the ashes, now she is reborn.
-Wolf
sweetangelcrys added this comment 2010-11-06 21:55:54-05:00
i loveee it great job!
sweetangelcrys added this comment 2010-11-06 21:55:54-05:00
i loveee it great job!