The Shining Queen

Mon, 10/26/2015 - 22:06 -- The_Fox

Sharing a hopeful wish with an

Aspect of illusion dawned to an unkown

Realm. Obtaining life and love, only to

Arrive at the well of lost souls. Like a

Kid reaching out in the dark only to be

Reinvited back to hell. An

Angel brought down to save me from a

Portal of

Oblivious devastation. Finally awaking from a deep

Hurtful plane of cold icy ashes

Leaning on a shoulder no more, a beauty of the universe. My savior!

 
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