3 August 2012
Let me float back to the place
Where you found me,
With every breath becoming less
Of a promise I was free.
Drowned beneath the flow
Darkened power
Less of my fading soul
For you to devoir.
Seize the cascading daggers of light
Following shadows hidden in night
Rejoice amongst the flower beds so bright
How her face turned so white.
The Pale Truth • Opuss № I