Zitat von navre am 12 Juni, 2007, 2001 Uhr

Ok so I have my newest edition here in front of me... Which for some reason is a bit diffrent from my normal works.. " I could explain why and all that but let's just say I'm not going to, and pretend your not interested in knowing why" It has a working title but for the most part is untitled... and so with out further adue I submitt to the midnight society..

"Ebil"

Such torment...
Bittersweet, this agony...
Each moment, a century
A breath, held with antisipation
Mine own heart beat... frenetic
Brought to speed by anxiety

Parting words spoken, when last we met
Whispered softly, if only to delay the inevitable...
For now, a never ending cycle of anguish
It's end,... I would see with such fervor
Sunrise... and I rejoice
Sunset...and I again am in darkness

A lover of midnights black
Half bent, cowers before his own image
An eternal conflict
Praying to catch a glimps of dawns light
Twisted,... the mind races
Each beat of the heart
Resonating...
Fear... and resolve

There is... but only one queston
How?