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Dark Poetry #4

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diab soule
New Member

since 2007-12-01

Posts 6
ohio

0 posted 2007-12-01 07:39 PM

Ripples erode from the falling tide.
dead things crawl from deep inside;
frown at the smell of burning flesh,
dreams are rotting beneath the ash.

Pending the vision that springs forth
in the core of the gazer's chrysolite;
shadows form, lapping God's throne,
crippling the body's twisted heart.

I'll go to sleep, there's nothing left.

voice2bheard
Senior Member

since 2007-10-19

Posts 591
New York

1 posted 2007-12-03 10:43 AM

I like it not sure what to call it either but it reminds me of a nightmare that I'd never want to come true

Kate

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