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Castle DrearAnd so they say her blood drips down the walls
in the depths of the blackened castle drear
but if you listen close, you'll hear her call
and hear her footsteps echoes drawing near.
Lost among the shadows are ghosts forlorn
forgotten souls of those the world has lost
who look upon the living world with scorn
and chill the air with silent breath like frost.
The dusty bones that lie in dungeon cells
will rise and dance under the midnight moon
with silent twists that seem be born of hell
to the sound of the grey wolves distant tune.
Ghosts are all that walk these crumbled ruins
and death has come to rule once mighty halls.
You Were Not An Aquarium BoySea-glass became your bones,
brine your blood, and seashells
melded into your skin.
You were not quite an ocean
when you said "This is your sign to love me."
My body was like a building;
tall, cold, almost unbreakable.
I was metallic and sharp,
towering over your waters.
I remember taking your hand in mine,
conch and coral shells scrubbing
my skyscraper wrists, and laughing
about how one day you would
submerge every last bit of me.
Your lips, riddled with argonauts,
found my cheek and I cringed
at the coarseness.
You asked if they bothered me
and I finally told you "I
think I love you."
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