The flowers, cursed and
blackened, with no sound,
fall scattered upon the barren
ground.
She of beauty
knelt in rapture rare...
moisture beads as
black as
The pits of hades caressed
her hair,
all around
from where she
walked,
pooled about her feet...
she knows deceit,
it falls easily
from her lips
... as blood...
In the night
she has stood,
The stones uneven,
hid her trail;
the surface hard as wood,
No danger that
hounds could trace
her blooded scent,
no danger her unlife
would fail her race.
... unearthly Lara.
The cloth that sways
about her legs,
many years has
caught the breezes
and sullen evil stays...
from the heather
and the peat;
humid, earthy smells,
the bitter... the sweet,
memories of a bed
of stone...
the decaying
stench of forget-me-nots,
and flowers never in a home-
roses, peonies, and others...
colors merging to gray
and brown.
In the distance the twinkling
lights of town.
In the moments beyond
the twilight
and the gray tints
the vision...
unearthly sight-
but Vincent sees
he who changed,
in death his life
rearranged,
who did not want to;
He who walks
silently on
stones alone...
No life wants to hold,
his family lost to him;
his soul the devil sold...
Now in forests pursuing
those he once loved
now can never...
He must move on,
his life not life,
ended here in shadow;
halted in darkness strife.
He remembers those
that once belonged,
that now are parted...
the songs of birds,
those whispered words...
the echoes of the broken
hearted
go unspoken..
But he vows that Lara,
the hated,
the blood-song,
he shall right what's wrong...
his hunger sated with revenge,
she shall one night cease to
part her lips,
and he shall strike,
while once she sips,
of life, and love
of holy light it fades
to night,
and passion...
her passion death.
He waits with stillness
the silence of his breath
on darkest night.
He waits knowing
he cannot leave until
there is only one.
But how, he howls to the
silent moon,
do I want has begun...
hoping it can tell him
how does the undead
kill the undead
and watch their unlife
slip away
when neither has
access to the light
of day?
Still he waits...
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