Banette: A Love PoemAs the sun set over the darkness of the cities of war and peace
A lone man walked the streets lit with the fire of the sunset
Together with the darkness. Alone from the light
Blonde hair swish as black is illuminated by flying light
Blue eyes fall upon the shadows of the day
Sunshine is no more. Without a light to call his own
Luscious pink candies and precious gems
Thrown away like wrapping paper on Christmas
Glitter and sparkle with memories of glory
As red light fades black, blue eyes follow
Through the darkness a light appears
Red as the crimson of blood
Vengeful of past wrongs and for deeds yet to be done
The red moon howls as the hollow dolls eyes spring to life
Human crimson flows on the night of the void.
Fight or flight? The deep gash burns with the hatred of loneliness
Is this truly what it's like to be alone?
Or is there more to life? More to love?
The empty doll howls for the moon and self inflicted pain pulses with the night sky
Darkness swirls around blue eyes, creeping tentacles take hold of innocence
Bright light to battle as darkness is driven back. A hero emerges
Thunder roars as rain starts dripping from the heavens
Soaking the darkness in a perpetual state of satire
A roar, a howl, a cry for help, Thunder crashes down
The doll sobs in its agony as it regains its hate
Down but not out
Darkness encroaches, injuring the Thunder and draining its light
As the dark fades into gray, Black Thunder fades to red
Light is illuminated by Blue Eyes as rain drops continually fall
The Sky itself swells with the light of hope as the Earth trembles with joy
Darkness is no match for the power of the heart
Even loneliness can not compare
Perhaps a friendship should come of this?
Or perhaps destruction...
Can anything good come of this war?
Only wrath and destruction are evidence of the past.
Columns of Earth roar as blades of Sky fall from the Heavens
Darkness pulses from between
Hearts scorched and charred fighting for a will
A will to fight, a will to give in, a will towards the Light
Or perhaps the Light is a way to Darkness
Silver steel flies through the Sky, Red Eyes glowing in the Darkness of night
A cry for help rings through the pale streets
Glowing orbs lighting the way to salvation
Scared and alone with the glory of love
Are we truly alive?
Or is it an illusion?
Could it be?
Friendship glows in the arena as final crimson is spilled by Light
A scent of roses lust through the air after the fall
Is it false? Or could it be?
Forgiveness. The final journey of those in Darkness
A pair travels the rugged road in the morning yellow
Can they truly be friends?
History and memories coincide
Memories repeat while history swings about on the axis of time
Love was never truly lost.
Anguish is no more as the Darkness writhes in pain
With a final roar before being extinguished by the Dawn.
Together, we all walk off into the Sunrise.
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