Bloody Stone.

by Poppy   Nov 27, 2005


Mist and bone,
They broke the stone,
That sits above my bed.

Blood and lust,
Turn to dust,
And I have been forsaken.

One false laugh,
Many fallen tears,
And this shall be the end.

Mist and bone,
Blood and lust,
Lets curse the b**** that I trust.

Broken heart,
I'll not fall apart,
And this is ripping my soul to shreds.

Mist and stone,
Blood and bone,
One single hair of a deceiver.

Mix this well,
Chant and dwell,
Lets call forth my demons.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    Good poem, nice usage of words, rhymes well. good job
    check out mine sometime.
    tara xx