Dark Poetry #5 |
A Page From Her Scintillating Sketchbook Of Dreams... |
Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
These sketches of life become more and more insane each time your nocturnal demons chase us to dawn Endless then, are our cemetery years as we bury ourselves with adhesive tears leaving behind brilliant shadows of our lives Save me ‘o child of sorrow, save me ‘o maiden of sadness, build slowly my gallows, loving me in your madness ...just bein' Bluesy |
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bbynams Junior Member Posts 49 |
Quiet in here. Thanks for sharing. |
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