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She Walks in Darkness
She hides in dreams, away from day,
that burns her flesh, a broken hope,
and all the wishes come her way
and meet her mind, she cannot cope.
So golden light that burns the day
denies her Heaven or ladder and rope.
The shades of deep and troubled eyes,
half hidden by an untamed grace
of locks of dark raven lies
reside on lips of a snow-white face.
So thoughts of fated past good-byes,
how mellow their blackened dwelling place.
And in that heart, and on that breast,
so full of soulless innocense,
the blood that's stopped, a cold caress,
much more than a coincidence.
A body cold blown from the West,
alone in her resistance.