Teardrops echo on the tiled floor
Standing alone in the shadowed kitchen
But why do I cry warm tears
Not salty to the taste on your tongue
A flicker of light reveals the truth
Red stains on the polished stones
I fear what i truly have accomplished.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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This was very chilling, great piece. Loved the imagery! Well done with this.
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*shivers*
Okay...I have written some truely dark stuff...but DANG...this gave me the creeps.
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Wow. That... was very interesting. I do see that you found your inspiration. It was rather eerie though... I don't know. Was it supposed to be a suicide poem? Because it sounded like one. It was good, though. Amazing.
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