Dark Poetry #4 |
Tour of my heart |
Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
Who searches my heart? Looking for some relief, You come knocking- As if you believe, Stop your torment, Just leave this place, Not love to be found here, Just another misplace case, Yet you stand there, Listening to me preaching, Don’t you ever quit? Is that what you are teaching? Alright then- Take a step further, Now don’t be shy, See love being glorified, Look around this place, You see but broken souls, Each one was something once, Now torn to million pieces. I speak insanity. I write fantasy. I sleep reality. |
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