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Black is my heart
February 5th, 2005|| † ||18:20


"Black is my heart"

That is a line from a Cradle Of Filth song called Nemesis...a current favorite of mine. And it reflects exactly how I feel...my heart black; dark--like an empty void that constantly blows cold air at me...I feel sunken and hollow...

I wish I could fly into the nightsky, at a full moon...soar throught the moon-kissed clouds into the other side of the world and over to my beloved one...in the city of lions...and hold her in my arms forever...

I yearn for my black cat, my enchanting bride at the other side of the world...and I scream for her every night, in that desolated valley I like to call "my soul"...for her scent, her eyes and her love. Because I am incomplete without them...I feel at a loss with out them.

And the nights go on...in anguished solitude...looking up to the moon whispering her name every night...

Jane...Jane...

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