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Dream Death14:22 Dec 16 2009
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There's blood running down my face,
Red hot tears in my veins,
Poison in my rotting heart,
My pain is tearing me apart,
A web of anger in my mind,
Knife sharp rage that makes me blind,
Choking on words I don't know,
Reaping seeds I couldn't sow,
Dying in my own dream world,
Dodging pain that demons hurled,
Wishing I would never wake,
Must I?
Yes, for Darkness's sake.
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QueenViciouz
14:23 Dec 16 2009
This is one of my favourite poems. I don't always write dark ones like this, but it suited my mood at the time :)