oh, darkness, darkness of my soul,
endured with the time and still not gone,
marred half a far to hollowed bottom,
manacled diamond, by love forgotten.
raucous contour confronting whines
echoed in spite of secret seal, mice-
infested dungeon, corrupted tunnel -
mazed mind, reckless winner, waits
for burial. the spot is our meeting garden.
oh, darkness, darkness
© Copyright: Кристина Адер, 2014
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