Viola Grey Biography

I'll wear you always,
etched to my skin
mythically rising from the flames
where you live to fight
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You are an arrow
piercing my heart
with glowing joy,
rivalled only
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Have you faded into another day,
only to linger with the night
where a thousand dancing dreams
kiss your brow.
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I'm lost without a reason to face each day,
curtains drawn bring uncertainty
as sleeps warm emrace turns cold
inside a moon's final farewell.
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Into the dark, dank cellar
I lead you by the hand
towards a marble alter
laid with crimson sheets,
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