Thoughts drift back
happier days,
before infection
kissed the waves
Sucking blood
comsuming all,
fractured souls
crumble and fall.
Desolate dreams
are here to stay,
spreading desease
and rotten decay.
Festering slowly
inside desire,
bleeding deep
to conspire.
Eating through
what remains,
leaving behind
fatal stains.
Nothing left
fragments void,
death came, ate,
and he enjoyed.
Author notes
Woohoo, my muse visited 
Picture credit: Angel of Death by *Asaenath
A contest entry
- Dark Poetry Lovers by SmokinHotWhiteTiger.
600 points, ended October 15, 2008, 18 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Wooooee!!! Bless that visiting muse...
Outstanding!!!
Loving the darkness here, you wield it skill & clarity...
And rhyme scheme is tight, the flow wonderful and its rhythm faultless...
Keep up the good work...
Well done!!!
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A brilliant write, with a truly fantastic ending.
All the best
~sugar~
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Great job! Woohoo muse!! Well done!
Love the wording, images and depth in this. I especially like,
'Eating through
what remains,
leaving behind
fatal stains.'
best wishes in your contest.
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Thank You For Entering
Excellent write!!!!! I love the very beautifully structured break line poetry form you took up with this write. I also really love how well worded this was. any ways just a killer write that is hell lot awesome. any ways good work all round and good luck -
Your muse more than visited! He tore up the house!!!!!
This is freakin awesome hunny!!! It's so powerful it hits you with force!!!
Damn death and his rotten things he brings
But yay for brilliant writing! and again, you know the rest 
And lots of ♥♥♥
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A bout time, i was about to go Muse hunting,
I am the dog, the big bad dog, the muse hunter. but on to this poem it was pure you, welcome back and keep it flowing. good luck in the contest -
Love it.
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