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Feeding the Absence


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Something I wrote a while ago.. inspired by the evil force in a novel that a friend of mine is writing.. the form follows a villanelle.. one of my first "darker" poems.. hope you like it nonetheless ^-^


As breath from your body, so magic from your soul,
Here in the ruins of our fabled city dear,
Feeding the absence of the blinding dark whole.


Larger than mountain, smaller yet than hill of mole,
Is the cloud of ever-night that thrives upon your fear,
As breath from your body, so magic from your soul.


The fire being drawn from every glowing coal
Just a brief time ago, you could hardly hear,
Feeding the absence of the blinding dark whole.


Now, know, even as upon your cheek they roll,
The moisture is burned from every pain-shed tear,
As breath from your body, so magic from your soul.


Such suffering for others’ work is our toll
We pay, haunted by the darkness, always near,
Feeding the absence of the blinding dark whole.


None will be spared, so cruel is the goal.
All will be lost, but the terror, over year,
As breath from your body, so magic from your soul,
Feeding the absence of the blinding dark whole.


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