Blood

by Ryan   Mar 7, 2005


Blood won't wash away the tears
flesh with gather flys
minds will rot away
in the stench of lies
I smell their rancid breath
breathing down our necks
gouging out our eyes
in small hate filled pecks
but the light will burn their skin
and turn them into dust
if it goes how its ment to
if it goes how it must

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  • 19 years ago

    by Robert

    This seemed too confuseing you were very hazy in what you were talking about at first I thought it was a vampire then I was completely lost. well better luck next time...

  • 19 years ago

    by *~*Soldier Lover*~*

    hmm very good and very gory, love seems to be the undertone here, this almost seems to be criticising society...awesome though...
    *~*Soldier Lover*~*

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