Forgive the day's last serenades
Her skies, they bruise like Nordic women
Deep crimson stains
That Death would claim
His robes of office swim in
As would I
For his dark eye
Has fixed, a basilisk, a scythe
On charred remains
With shared disdain
For those I chose to mortify
Their cries
Have paralysed
And the smoke has choked these vistas
But still I lie
Though tears have died
On the grave of my Clarissa
A verse for her whispered to the earth
(A lover's curse is a see-through coffin)
Praises her curves so oft concurred
Though she was
No Snow White on the night she died
Her shadower's boon when the moon glazed over
Lipped with blood and secrets pried
Her skies, they bruise like Nordic women
Deep crimson stains
That Death would claim
His robes of office swim in
As would I
For his dark eye
Has fixed, a basilisk, a scythe
On charred remains
With shared disdain
For those I chose to mortify
Their cries
Have paralysed
And the smoke has choked these vistas
But still I lie
Though tears have died
On the grave of my Clarissa
A verse for her whispered to the earth
(A lover's curse is a see-through coffin)
Praises her curves so oft concurred
Though she was
No Snow White on the night she died
Her shadower's boon when the moon glazed over
Lipped with blood and secrets pried
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