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    The Ecstasy of Agony
    The Ecstasy of Agony
    The Ecstasy of Agony
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    The Ecstasy of Agony

    By Katherine Gray

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    a poetic journey through the dark night of the soul
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherXlibris AU
    Release dateSep 27, 2012
    ISBN9781479719020
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      The Ecstasy of Agony - Katherine Gray

      Copyright © 2012 by Katherine Gray.

      All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

      To order additional copies of this book, contact:

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      For Robyn,

      who makes me laugh in spite of myself;

      and

      For Jason, Christopher, and Alexander,

      who see all, know all… and love all.

      the darkness

      so complete in its silence

      shrouds her soul in despair

      black as night

      she sleeps alone

      forever trapped within its walls

      the pounding rain

      relentless

      whispers mournfully through her breaking heart

      the clouds overhead

      grey as her life

      breaking her spirit

      rended to tatters

      by the restless, moody

      ever-changing winds of fate

      her dreams

      shattered by cruelty

      broken shards of foolish visions

      ripped from her soul

      by the hands of brutality

      the scars

      wrenched open by bitterness

      resentment abounds

      torn fragments of her soul

      falling like autumn leaves

      the door

      slamming in her wake

      screaming all around

      the castle of demons

      she is in the land of despair

      the hour again is near

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