There sat an alone star twinkling,
The Night in it's full bloom was glistening ;
Some distant birds could be heard there chirping,
Far could be heard silence, which like noise was now echoing ;
Sat there a girl in melancholy lamenting,
Tearing pieces of herself feeding to the darkness,
Wounds scratched, aimless blood dried itself,
Tears wasted, drained hopeless,
She wasn't anymore even herself,
Far from reality, with a broken mentality, devoid of love she was a dead dark enchantress....
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