My body lies now crumbled
on scorched and cursed ground
and all my veins are oozing
the last drops of scarlet blood
No sound coming out my lips
just a hoarse deathly whisper
echoing to my private nowhere
And in the ecstasy of hellish pain
convulsing limbs ,last grip on life
In my eyes reflected,burns my sky
a sad remnant of my past joy
slowly turning grey and dark
as night comes to hide my torment
Just as the sun drops dead
behind some sickly heavy clouds
a beam of hope rises soft
a looming pale hand of healing
and just before my weakened heart
slows to death the painful pulses
I feel its light and blessed kiss
the gentle touch of maiden\'s lips
which gives this man a newborn life
the flaming blood of my first youth
revived again I scream in glee
and welcome back my once lost mind
Kissed by moon,embraced by night
I walk now healed,I stand revived















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Annika von Holdt
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