The Dark Princess
by thomas l futrell
Sunday, October 06, 2002
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DARK PRINCESS
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She rises, eternally
young. Lusting for
fresh crimson nectar.
Empty heart, cold dead
stare. Shredding souls
without remorse.
She now darkens
my doorway. Lips
bleeding, my love
has come home. |