Dark Poetry #4 |
Black-out |
darkblues Junior Member
since 2007-02-20
Posts 27 |
Spinning swords slicing the big top Grinning fruit’s futile figs quick stop The moment the fears belie true meaning The realization blackout’s looming Tunnelling down, funnelling Toward a desperate distant dawning Roses, Even the black-light is fading So long as you can still breathe So long as you can still breathe Oxygen suck it in quick before H y p e r v e n t i l a t i o n F f B t D L l R h r I I I g E C c G I a K k H l M E e T 010101110 R e t r e a t 00010101R S s E Q U I E M |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
I found this concept very interesting "Even the black-light is fading" I speak insanity. I write fantasy. I sleep reality. |
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