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by S R P Mar 26, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
It's all a lie just a lie turned around attempts are dry. A little white lie turned to black. A morning sunset seems to crack. Blood thirsty a mind of malice. A soul turned black more pain, more callous. A heart of stone no emotions here keep to your throne and hold your loved ones dear. Sucking out the spirit dementing the mind time to commit the ultimate crime. Tears of anger tears of hate start the war and seal the fate. Eyes turned red blood turned cold something inside is certainly dead an unseen event starts to unfold. The smell of death hangs in the air, bodies torn beyond repair. Souls departed the war has started.
by Katz
I love it! This poem has such depth and emotion to it! well done!