My heart full of hate
My eyes, swimming with a loss of mercy
Standing here covered in your blood
Madness written on my face
This deserted house
Isolated from all who live
Will now be your final hiding place
No one will find you here
Here, where you can hide forever
Your lonely eternity
Shall embrace your feeble body
Your mind and spirit wander
Unable to rest
And I, a madman
Your destroyer of life
Am merely a trickster
Who doesn't know solitude
Author notes
this piece is supposed to be seen through the eyes of Death and describing Death himself as a haunting being
A contest entry
- Death by Anonymous Spark.
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really good
u r quite talented -
oh.. very nice =)
good job! ^_^ -
nice write!!!
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hmmm... nice. could maybe do with some more punctuation but i like it - it flows really well.
nice
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