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Through biting chill I grip my silver hilt, A burning cold that tears my fingers raw The power I face gives fear I’ve never felt Yet strength within defies all natural law. His sorcery saps away my hope and pride Exuding from my life the will to win But from my heart I get the […]
Asylum Glass
When late at night he breaths behind the glass While hanging from my rafters in the dark I feel his fading blood; my heart moves fast, But I am safe from suffering from his mark. Sometimes I look and watch him writhe in hate While hypnotizing me with bloodless eyes, And from my will I […]
True Magic
Fire injured by its own burning, Spawned by the magic of the hands; Heart seared by pumping hot blood Through veins that extend in want. Thoughts destroy the mental power, Thoughts inspired by magical touch; Magic’s soft hot pressure sparks, Sparks leave the skin scraped raw. A power Rasputin’s evil prevented. A power to great […]






