Black Feathers

Metallic blade piercing the skin and blood dripping into the floor where shards of a shattered mirror lay in wait.The reflection of the angel with twisted wings embroided by black feathers,raven song,and charred ashes.Burns wrapped in scars and gashes on the heart yet the mind is open to all the pins and pricks of pain,understanding,and the knowledge of life.There is the stillness beneath the flesh that echos a craving for darkness and all that dances with it.Something about the agony mesmerizes the creature and gives it a smiling seal of approval because it is the fascination of fixation fueling the danger daring it on.






About Into Oblivion

It's a midnight Kiss from Hell A sweet spell that Poetry sells to my shadowy mind I just like writing random poetry and shit
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