Mother NocturnusA Poem by Lord Chernabog Amorous night; how alluring are thee? Engulfed of misty artistry The stars: a nocturnal delicacy Ravish me in lavish beauty For I am but a lone bat Whose wings are frayed by day- I am the starving, cave-plutocrat! When the sun shines dismay © 2014 Lord Chernabog |
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Lord ChernabogWAAboutI'm half convinced that I'm not human in so many ways. A reoccurring theme you may notice along my journey on here is that I quite definitely fancy darkness. I wish I could describe myself as somethin.. more..Writing
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