Madness is gone...
The sea reached its hand out
And dragged her in its mysterious abyss...
My madness and yours!
It’s all over!

Madness is dead,
So cry out for help
Or better, just sing a requiem!
Just a moment it was here
And I felt her craziness, her energy!

The wind blew her last words
To my ear, a phrase about love,
Forgiveness, hope...

Even in her last second, she knew life
Better than anyone else...
Madness is gone!

Her ashes,
Two red roses and
A poetry for the dead...

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Part of 'Dark Whisperings and Invocations'

Elya Thorn

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