Monday, April 5, 2010

Wraith

Cover the words of my intrigue,

Unwanted attention I will receive,

Not at this time perhaps another,

Looking glass fail to uncover,

Optics faulted but sharper still,

This closed door traps to kill,

Do not enter this gaping wound,

One way trip is left marooned,

Venture forth but not too soon,

Lay ripe in the damp cocoon,

Sun trickle the warmth to fire,

Fickle efforts to quell desire,

Sparks quick and ever higher,

Flash ignite the funeral pyre,

Black for purpose of respect,

Defines the nature of the sect,

Grave is fresh only needs flesh,

Beware before you trespass,

Hidden horrors to amass,

A step in darkness a leap of faith,

Wander forever the fated wraith

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