Drown inside the colour of my eyes
Down the darkened passages of my mind
Alone we're born, the die alone
To walk between forests of stone
Upon the winds of angels breath
The tender cold, black kiss of death
Where passion once raw, falls and burns
We are born alone
Blood and gasoline, ignite my dreams
Rip all hope from under me
Down I plummet to who knows where
I was born alone
Lying still in darkened earth
At last, the end of my Fathers curse
A box entombs this rotting flesh
I have died, alone
Please tell me what you think
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that is something that has played in my mind over and over and more and more i think about it the more i find it funny. but enough on that, this is a haunting poem, keep it flowing
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White rose wolf
I like this it's dark,sad, a strong emotion you feel deep inside. great job i really like this alot -
Oh man I love it. I love the darkness. I can feel. Keep this stuff up man.
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-looks to previous comment- god?! you?! hell something aint right... you ill? lol
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hmm
im not sure i like the tone here, but, its a good piece of work, as most your work true to your dark nature, and nicely written
and youre never alone never gonna be
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Thank you very much, Lorena.
Darkness isn't a choice, it's a way of life....
I'm glad you enjoyed this piece, and thank you for commenting.
We are never alone, even in our darkest hours... Someone is always there, be it the one you love, your family or even God...
'D' (Scott)
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