Don't Look Back: The Embrace++
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Don't Look Back:
The Embrace
What does it mean when the blood tear falls?

red rose
Lord Trufort
"Don't Look Back"
by Countess Sigula

Subliminal awakened pain,
Submerged silence of the soul,
Silence when your eyes took mine.

Your eyes --
This red pain of convoluted aloneness.
Your life --
Victims will take your time,
take your attention,
take all but the loneliness away.

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November.
The frost came down its killing path,
performing its soft murders.
Preparing earth for the white winter shroud.

Nothing prepared me for you.



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I'll wait in this place where the sun never shines,
wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves.

"White Room"
by the Cream

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Excerpt from Manfred by Byron

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small ruby tear

What does it mean when the blood tear falls?

Red rose
ruby gem
drink of wine?


Lord Trufort
Lord Trufort
Louis Dumond
Louis Dumond
Emotion burns my mind,
loss ill-received
no link with time
but seconds cling like webs,
and we lay on the spider's
hammock,
while ticking bombs of
sun spots
shine through the leaves
of the undulating trees.
Evangeline/Countess
Lady Evangeline/
Countess Sigula

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"When the Lamp Is Shattered"
by Percy Bysshe Shelley

dripping blood

When the lamp is shattered
The light in the dust lies dead
When the cloud is scattered
The rainbow's glory is shed.
When the lute is broken,
Sweet tones are remembered not.
When the lips have spoken,
Loved accents are soon forgot.

As music and splendour
Survive not the lamp and the lute.
The heart's echoes render
No song when the spirit is mute--
No song but sad dirges,
Like the wind through a ruined cell,
Or the mournful surges
That ring the dead seaman's knell.

When hearts have once mingled
Love first leaves the well-built nest.
The weak one is singled
To endure what it once possessed.
Oh Love! who bewailest
The frailty of all things here,
Why choose you the frailest
For your cradle, your home, and your bier?

Its passions will rock thee
As the storms rock the ravens on high.
Bright reason will mock thee,
Like the sun from a wintry sky.
From thy nest every rafter
Will rot, and thine eagle home
Leave thee naked to laughter,
When leaves fall and cold winds come.

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large ruby tear

The evening came.--The setting sun stretched his celestial rods of light across the level landscape, and like the miracle in Egypt, smote the rivers, the brooks, and the ponds, and they became as blood.

--Longfellow

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"Nothing Else Matters" by Metallica
So close no matter how far
couldn't be much more from the heart
forever trusting who we are
and nothing else matters

never opened myself this way
life is ours, we live it our way
all these words I don't just say
and nothing else matters

trust I seek and I find in you
every day for us something new
open mind for a different view
and nothing else matters

never cared for what they do
never cared for what they know
but I know

so close no matter how far
couldn't be much more from the heart
forever trusting who we are
and nothing else matters

dripping blood never cared for what they do
never cared for what they know
but I know

never opened myself this way
life is ours, we live it our way
all these words I don't just say

trust I seek and I find in you
every day for us something new
open mind for a different view
and nothing else matters

never cared for what they say
never cared for games they play
never cared for what they do
never cared for what they know
and I know

so close no matter how far
couldn't be much more from the heart
forever trusting who we are
no nothing else matters


Mists of Night and Time

21.07.04

We don't own the the guestbook logo, nor Lord Trufort's blood tears, but the rest of the graphics created or recreated by Dracowylde

Yes, the glorious red rubies are mine!


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