Emily Swindale
W R A T H B Y D A Y
W R A I T H B Y N I G H T
John William Waterhouse
Wrath by day, wraith by night...
Racing through the house
Her heart filled with rage and wrath
Her eyes filled with bitter tears
Nowhere she goes.
Resting in the darkness
Her heart in pieces
Her eyes closed
Like a wraith she sleeps.
No dream
No nightmare.
Like a wraith
She goes and disappears...
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Oh ! My Loop ! 28/11/2014 05:09