The shadows wander,
Twist around my skin—
Her as the darkness
Bleeding within.
It grows in my heart
And runs through my veins—
The everlasting hope
That turns into pain.
The blood that flows
Cannot take it away.
Though with my hand in yours,
It begins to fade.
Slow but so surely,
The darkness subsides
Leaving me engulfed
In your exculpatory light.
The wounds may not heal
And the scars will remain,
But I am yours always
In bliss and in pain.
 
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