Part One
I know where the dead people go,
Where their souls are free to flow.
They live forever in the wind,
Where mortals cannot comprehend.
Naked to the human eye.
Living past the last goodbye.
Offering a gentle kiss
To those whom they deeply miss.
Living alone until the day
Their loved ones die and come their way.
Only seldom does one slip
From destiny's gentle grip.
Falling into insanity;
Alone for all eternity.
~ Valeska
Part Two
Part Three
Part Four
Part Five
Part Six
Part Seven
Part Eight
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