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I dream
In the deepening twilight,
When stars wink out,
And blood covers the Moon.
Dreams of dark and death
And blood.
Will I ever wake from these dreams?
No, I do not think so.
Death has me, clutched in his clawed hand.
He will not let go.
He likes me too much.
So much, that, the dreams
Have become reality.
I can't escape the reality,
Nor the destiny fate has given me.
But I can still fight.
I left my life back in the dream world-
And my best friend.
And now that I am gone,
Into the dreams - my reality,
Death wants her, too.
So, in the deepening twilight,
When stars wink out,
And my blood covers the Moon,
She dreams.