The Wisp that haunts the fading Light

consumes the Midnight Sheen;

A vestige of impending Night

that writhes with Death and Dream

 

It followed you into the Wood.

It traced your Shadow’s Seam..

It chained you to a moon-starved Earth,

beneath the blackened Green.

 

I followed you into the Dark.

I tore at your Hands and Hair.

Yet the Light of Hell eclipsed your Eyes,

and left you buck-ass bare.

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