the very essence of night mares
the gift of darkness
freedom of silence
in an epic proportion of geurilla warfare
the puff of smoke from a triggered pistol
in flight with demons
the very essence of nightmares
the happiness of fear
as fire drips slowly
trapped forever in trance
the love surrounding you form up the labyrinth
within which the minotaurs of your own tortured soul ram
aimlessly ..
onyx black highlights surrounding the dull vermillion flames
so clear so defined
he will remain
forever
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