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and you, my darling, weren't
   ready to die. nor
     take up his scythe with those
butterfly hands

i saw your eyes scream
  heard them click open like
     a locksmith's heart. you
did your best with tears. but
   the gem betwixt your
fairy ribs    
was deceitful

do you feel it now, i wonder?
 does it slip, unobtrusively, like a
sliver 'neath the skin? or
like a fingernail on glass
   drawing bloody pictures for
pathetic artists

death
who has no training
  but excels
 and worships
 and dances

like a drunken reveler
 he can't hold his
ecstasy
when he closes
  shut the case
daintily
  and locks the fairy in

good
night
the sadness is coming again
and so i use my own means
to fight it

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:iconartonisnightray:
ArtonisNightray Featured By Owner Dec 5, 2012  Hobbyist
Oh, Fiona... :(
It's... breathtaking.
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Golden-Leaves Featured By Owner Dec 6, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
*hugs*
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