• Death


    Dangerous thoughts are creeping
    The darkness is seeping
    Red and running,
    The gashes are stunning
    Slow slashes
    Big gashes
    Lights slipping
    Vampires sipping
    Moans and sighs
    Feeling high
    Lying still
    Nothing to feel
    The body is cold
    My story's Old!

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    stever commented on Depression


    whoa shot and a little scary...just my kinda it

    relaxurmindkb commented on Depression


    Yeah okay okay

    MiserysMistress commented on Depression


    Very beautifully written and perfectly portraying the feeling.

    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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