Mercy Misses You

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Death and beauty can go hand in hand.

Submitted: July 16, 2012

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Submitted: July 16, 2012



The rising sun reflects in the obsidian eyes

of the silent raven who sits in the burning snow.

Like an angel of darkness it waits on deaths doorstep

for the beautiful wolf whos garnet eyes reflect the the moon.

Like deaths prophet she slips through the night

stealing life from dying lovers.

And as the lonely moon rises into the velvet sky

the crystal chime of a babys cry floats up to give it comfort.

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