Ivy Rayne

A soldier dying takes his last breath,
A new widow weeping softly.
Death comes,
Arms outstretched,
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You come to kill me,
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Embers are her eyes
Hair of liquid flame
Shirt and pants of coal
And her skin is hot, pale
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Loving as you hold her close
Laughing, glowing

Weeping as she watches you die.
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The lesson in this tale is this: there is no kind side to Me.
I dance a terrible dance.
I dance, and worlds are destroyed.
I dance, and stars are put out.
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Two boys bid her choose
Which one will live and stay,
The other dies by her hand, a dagger’s silver blade.
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You have heard of me,
Never knowing who is next.
Heartbreaker,
The girl they all want.
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Liquid pearls run down her face
A Dagger in your side
Reminds you of life in the past
She weeps as you die
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A softly stepping traveler
Wand'ring in,
Sees petals like silk.
A waterfall splashing
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Death, my boy,
Is a fickle friend.
One minute life,
The next minute,
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