Silently, she will weep
She feels such pain and sorrow
She didn't want to wake upon the morrow But alas, many tugged at her heart
Tattered, torn and falling apart
Withdrawing into the shadows, she hides
Not letting you know the tears she cries A hood hides the tearstreaks upon her cheeks
In the shadows, the Mistress weeps
She shies away from your gentle touch
Any more pain would be too much Her scars unseen are deep and true
Yet, Mistress of the darkness will not hate you
In time, she will dance again in the rain
Only time will ease her hearts pain The DarkMistress
Copyright Sept 27, 1998
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