A Walk.

October 11, 2015

Shall we, my darling,
Take a walk on the other side?
Deep in the darkness,
Our sins we'll hide.

Follow me down,
Our graves await.
As we walk together,
We'll forget all our hate.

Forever is all,
Nothing more than that.
Forget the world,
All the hate she spat.

So shall we, my dear?
Take a walk that is.
The dark awaits.
Grim wants what's his.

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