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A Night of Agony-Flowers
~ in the heat so cold ~
If we are ravaged
if we are set upon
by the blackness
in the dead of night
If we are savaged
as the shadows gleam
as a strange fear grips us within
will you tighten the noose
will you challenge the specter
will you desecrate me
with bastardized virtues
because as night falls
within these walls of torment
we wilt
inside the beckoning darkness
we wilt
and if I cried
a requiem for the dead inside ourselves
if the dirge I sang
was tipped with razor talons
would you accept the ravagement
would you
in the dead of night
would you gleam with the shadows
in a fire that burns
as we burn together
Farida Haque
i write i paint i dream i weep
and so i am