Dark Poetry #4 |
As we grow |
TwiztidKarma Junior Member
since 2006-09-22
Posts 43Florida |
I fell into this deepest hell, Would you sell me out right now? It came out surprisingly cold, And tho I really dont have a heart full of gold, I guess my destiny has been fortold, As all would know, All have looked to avoid, The twiztid mind that had to take hold, For those were the days of old, And they kept on rolled, For in my head I had been told. As I sit and become, What?,I dont really know, Cuz the real me, I just dont know, He sits and wanders, To stray alone, In this darkness, It grew as it was fortold, He , And , Pain, Shall grow together throgh the coldest of cold, And Beautiful Mizery, As her lovely eyes take hold, I dont know if her soul has been too far undersold, But I love her as she smiles her boldest of bold. |
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cherrys_rule Member
since 2006-03-18
Posts 442 |
Man ONCE Again you amaze me. I love this poem of yours. I hope to see more from you in the future. Thanks for sharing. Courtney |
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