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Grey
Nothing like a cold tragedy
Breathing heavy down your neck
Foreign lover's silent gaze
And a knife in your back
The fear of history repeating itself
My damaged soul
Perfect for your tortured body
Left with fleeting memories
Of a sinister melody
Hypnotized by rays of light
Tripping over my own feet
I fell into the arms of darkness
And fell in love with it
I have no reason to pause
I have no reason for hate
Still caged and suffocating
I am dead anyways
With each stanza I want more
With each stanza I want more and more. The second is my favvvorite. "My damaged soul/Perfect for your tortured body" !!! An absoulte delight. I could read this all day.
**if it's an eye for an eye, then we'll all go blind.**
Thank you! I'll try to expand
Thank you! I'll try to expand on this when I can so I can give you more. You are quite a talented poet yourself by the way.
out of the darkness, cometh......
Brilliant use of contrasts, trapped in the nether realms of indifference and past caring. Grey is the tone and view through this window you open to us unto your soul. Pen on sir.
this is not the end, this is not the begining of the end, this is merely the end of the begining.
Thank you grim, that means a
Thank you grim, that means a lot. I struggled to find a title for it, but I am glad you understood and like the title!
Sounds pretty final to me.
Sounds pretty final to me. Embracing the darkness - nice. All things sinister and cold. Makes me shiver! Move over Poe, move over King, there's a new sheriff in town - short stories anyone? Bravo & encore! ;D ~a~
Wow, such awesome feedback.
Wow, such awesome feedback. You're such a happy person to be reading my dark songs :p Thank you for the love Allets!