Embrace the Darkness by Eliza Witte - HTML preview

the one for seconds counts

5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 1, 1, 2.

Infinity is a loop. Eternity is missing Which could be ours. I wonder what You're doing amid the night and on The arse of the geography lost in your Self-pity of what we could be.

It was not our choice. Eh, well, instead, Get some sleep in hope that a dream Will lend on you to give you answers.

Tomorrow fill your pockets, a candy each, Or sweet hazelnuts in wraps.

Please, be good, my darkest of all days!

Denouement: Movement 1, The Maesse Damaged humans, too much liquid, Too many organs, and perceptions, Sights, and sounds, in a reflection Of a former self. The loss is helpless, It won't ban me, from laying By your side and lick my wounds.

Or yours.

Denouement, Movement 2: Sissy Scolds You The touch and go type, yeah?

I've got no time for you.

Tongue sharp, it might as well Be split in two. No-one of us Has really invented the tap water Or the wheel. Machiavelli did it first, they say. We just imitated him with better luck. You cared for me, I cared for you. You did it for some others.

I picked up how and when to tie my legs Or not, to do the same. Yes, Darkness, You taught me, oh, so well. The skulls, The lord, the obsidian, to live the young Sebastiain et Sebastiaen.

Finale Grande Like Frankie said "the final curtain".

I never go out for the encore.

There is something pretty dirty in history and I marked the score.

I wrote the balance-sheets and ready is the profit and the loss report.

You know what's following already: The bitter saldo from our chores.

I still believe that you were greedy For my verses and my rhymes.

You might say you had been busy, Yeah, busy 50 years of time.

I will be brief with only Thanks For helping me throughout the hell.

I will return from where all started To start again with someone else.

ENCORE?

Just Once. With You.

Please note the color of the eyes, One pair burning like yours in green flames.

Others as cold as a black hole, With apple of the eye as sharpened pencil.

Which glance to choose? “Immortal Beloved”, “Shakespeare in Love”, or “Mamma-a-a-a, Just Killed A Man”? His name was just Another acrostics, which meant the dream of “Death No More”.

EPILOGUE

(The After Party; The Letter)

Dominique, it's almost over!

I had to fix these historic faults So full of shame. This - undercover Due to lack of the resource.

You were the Time, I was the Fact, It's been and it will always be.

Many ships, alas, were racked, And many people drowned in sea.

Eleonor, your Daddy's big love, He used to send you here and fro, Protecting also what's enough To keep her frail life on some more.

For Joy of granny and for pride I was born on this ol' earth.

Not knowing much my left from right, I’ve led my life full of absurd.

Now the night again embraced me.

You'll stay at guard while I'm asleep.

Both our lives will not have traces Excepted for those who learned to weep.

It doesn't matter where Columbus Wrecked his proud forsaken ship.

I will have you and you will have me, This The History will keep.

Will you sing for me some more On the tallest rock of Cork?

I know you're shy but there's a chorus To hum with you within your core.

Daddy died to fight the demons, You died to fight the Satanah, I died to have you back beside me, Yours forever Josepha.

MORE HUNGER?

Sen Sei?

Black Swans Eat Blackcurrent.

SenSei

Nolan. Like No One Else.

Erza. Hai.

Case Closed. Cold Cased.

Stairs Cased.

Stars Gased.

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