Kendroe

For of those who understand, Red stole my pencil On the brink of life An unfallen angel In the hands of death Set on a demon's path One of evil beauty To guide the dewinged Hair plaited Eyes of haunted topaz Take his hand Feel this world In the pulse of a victim Escape the pain Under the willow's tears A past shattered In a hotel a wolf waits A future yet to reach But now... There is only you
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lovely.