Connected by the crimson thread Of an unknown fate, Two souls tethered as one, But separated by the world
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Glitter and Grime
At the stroke of midnight, My reign comes to a melancholy end I set off on the long, lonely journey home, To wipe off all the glitter and grime once again
Sanctuary of Night
As day comes, I am left alone Without my sanctuary of darkness, Once again
Fog Shroud
Within my mind, A dense shroud of fog Obscures an unthinkable reality
The Quiet One
Always the quiet one, the one who stays silent I'll continue to be quiet, not saying a word, Never calling your behavior out But, I'll write it down, make a note, create a mark For every time I've been disappointed, wronged, or hurt I won't let it out, but I won't forgive or forget Stored in my mind, chained in my chest