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Ariadne's Thread
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Requiem for a Dream
She came before the night as in day, i knew only what laid before that in night, that in night should be she was as, as promised to the other so i speak in hand, her beauty seemed so succulent as in a dream, in hand, so sweet her lips perched red, in horizon's tongue so often did her hair draped around, the veils of dawn whose gown did slowly rest upon her shoulders of mornings quiescent yawn, and so it goes my memory, o' my memory slowly grows and so does fate, plunge my soul into worlds i've never known and now she's gone, a lover's fate before the 'morn, whose beauty rests on Apollo's wake now so i speak, to repent what sins did this man slowly raise his fist to break the silence ever more and so she goes, the lover before the gods i seek to test the faith, of lovers before, my love, could ever, could ever come to know, she is gone, now in beauty, now in time all which comes before, this lover, i had thought was forever now true love is shown, before my thoughts ever came to know
Passage to another life, another time, when two beings eclipsed and entered into this dream
a dream of love a dream of pain
all in ecstasy we were and this is all we wanted to be
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