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Dying come easy

the darkness knows
it listens
   lies in wait
she's anticipated its arrival

long before love, she's felt its silent companionship
always present
just a few steps behind
the shadows whispering she was destined to ascend

shivering, barely daring to breathe
the powerful beating of her heart within
while cold hands caressing her heated skin
such strange comfort

bright eyes stare right into her soul
piercing, pleading, demanding all
the dying comes easy
the damnation does not


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