Hallow Bastion…

7 Dec

The size of a man’s heart. 
~ ~ ~ 
This is for you. I’m going to do another one too. 
I decided it would be best. Since sickness has kept you in rest. 
For you to be so happy. I can only dream after I nappy… 
Your hair; Blonde as a raven. 
Made of Real Gold; Which Midas hand never raved in. 
And NOW!!! I must say… 
My breath; You have taken away. 
My lungs; I’ve lost them… they’ve fallen far astray. 
To embarrass myself, I shall bestow. 
Upon every moment, even eternity’s frown. 
Of this Life, or of this Death. 
Whether bright Light, or this black whole’s path. 
I have chosen the latter, 
I have chosen the raven, 
The prettiest of birds, 
And most beautifullest of herds, 
So much So, I make my own words. 
And I’m not even drunk. 
My liver is not sunk. 
I speak the words of a sober king. 
One who enjoys Hallows Eve. 
To make a point I shoot through this ring. 
So NOW you KNOW, that I am NOT naive.

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