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Dark November

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Dark November, a Love Poem

A vampire’s slave twice bitten
Shrinking from the day’s rays
I crave the blood of Scorpio’s passion
Absent is the light of inspiration
As I burrow in the underworld
A blindfolded warrior with free hands
Refusing to look up
To remove what veils my sight
Knowing that letting in the light
Will bring my own destruction

Contemplating in November’s mirror
I confront the hydra that is me
Can I sacrifice my last head
Or will I once more be defeated
Carrying this beast into the next life
Where once again we’ll fight
I’m walking through the dark night of the soul
Dwelling in my own shadow
Placing personal desire above the pursuit of truth
Scorpio’s lesson ringing in my ears