Crawl through, there is too much to woe over
A malicious man, a crying child
He leaves you here in the dark
No lights,
No sound,
No spark
A winter blaze, moon speaks and cries
A friendly enemy, teeth filled of lies
He leaves you here, with a clean conscience, to die
No heart
No sense
No life
Trickery and tears of snow
He leaves you in the dark to go
A shoulder, with noose right under
No blood
No cries
No sorrow
Just another skeleton for him to hide tomorrow
Author notes
I wrote this quickly, tell me what you think?
What did you think?
Comments
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I really liked the form you used here. The structure. I like the story behind the words, and the words them selves. The mind will weave a deeper web when givin only partial stories, constructed half truthes.
I really like your work
keep writing
yours
Break.
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