Death calling me
From the forbidden forest.
I am his soul mate
His complementary
Partner for life.
Life ceased to death
Death ceased to life.
This is the only way of a vital cycle.
A running dormant breaths.
He is alone without me.
The sorrows and grieves
Of past,
Dead letter are flying
In the wind of dead memories.
Spectacular image of them
Hanging in the dry petals.
Each view give me a trench of authority,
Over moulded thought....
I am the queen of this silent graveyard.
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