Don't Stop Now

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Emily Enoch

Another picture from my song series...This time, though, I wrote a poem thing to go with it: The ladies did well to dress me fair, And sent me along my way, To the little hill on which we would Wed upon that fine summer's day; But grief was near to me, m'love And ne'er did we say those Vows so sweet that would have Bound us forevermore in gentle Eternal, blessed love For there wert thou, hanging From the tree where to be our vows said Thy hands bound tight in everlasting prayer And at thy feet, hung a string of rosary Our love, 'twas not meant to be Or so, at least in their eyes For I am damned to burning hell And thee, thou art a blessed one To heaven thou wilt go And our eyes shalt not look upon The other ever again, lest Thou falleth from thy heavenly point But, m'love, I beg thee to stray from A fate as harsh as mine The vows so sweet I whispered As thou wert laid to rest in thy grave And revenge I swore against thy murder; It was carried out that very night To this day, I can see the light Of the hilltop burning bright And I know my fate was shared By those who killed thee, m'love They who claimed themselves To be men of the Cross   As you could probably tell from the top poem/thing, this is Isis' late fiance -and her very first love and very first broken heart, Alexander. He was a friar turned common man and was killed by the church because he loved Isis, a -albiet Holy- vampire. The rosary beads on his feet happened to belong to him when he was a part of the church. This also happened to be when Isis still remembered her real name, Madalina. This took, two years after Vlad Dracul was rumored to have become Dracula.

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