Sweet Nyarlathotep, when our love is never done;
Appearing to me when I did call.
Please tell me you never be gone,
Don't break my heart at all...
These fearful nightmares,
The road to terror and beyond.
Loving your most precious words,
That made us twain, that made us One.
© Copyright 2016 MVT Kersbergen. All rights reserved.
Poem / Horror
Poem / Poetry
Poem / Non-Fiction
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