Dark Poetry #1 |
My last scream |
a-alibaster Member
since 2000-01-08
Posts 392 |
My last scream I heard a scream that pulled me down further into my dream. Changing the perfect colors of my heart and tearing the edges of my soul apart. Stealing my breath as I begged the cloaked figures to deliver me gentley to death. Drowning in the blood that ran over my levee of flesh in a raging flood. I heard my last scream as I was devoured by my dream. There is an alter ego which dwells in every soul... a-alibaster |
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Osiris Junior Member
since 2000-01-27
Posts 20 |
i like this alot. might get the nerve to do one myself |
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JOY 14 Senior Member
since 1999-09-22
Posts 1419Wisconsin USA |
A perfect dark poem, a-alibaster. Joy Devotion The heart can think of no devotion Greater than being shore to the ocean- Holding the curve of one position, Counting an endless repetiton. -Robert Frost |
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