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She moves through the winds,
As though with time passing through her hands,
Arriving at doors of ill-fated men,
Lustfulnesss is her avatar,
A misshapen scythe her only tool.
'Seek forth amongst these wretched spawn,
A Betrothed for yourself in this realm beyond.'

Within the rose,
That grows from a pallid heart,
The thorns scratch amongst the tears,
That fall from her beloved betrothed.

As your hand lays upon my spirit,
The call of the night takes upon my soul,
Dragged away from my fireside bed,
Upon a path of fear and solemn doubt,
Into a forlorn forest,
Her eyes clasp upon the very feeling of my tainted spirit.

A clearing in this grove,
Reveals to me my eternal fate,
A passage beyond this wandering nightmare,
Into that of shackles of infinite regret.

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