Marked

by President Dead   May 20, 2006


Blood red weekdays show no mercy,
Against a star studded floorboard,
Pinstriped hope all up in flames
And frozen to a forbidden lord.

Icicles of hope and freedom,
Flow along a river of dark,
Step up, remove freelance,
And decimate your mark.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Dracula

    Short and simple. Your poetry speaks to me, so i commented on a couple, and may do some more in the near future. Rock on, dude.
    -Brian W

    -thay seem to scream when darkness fills my eyes.

  • 18 years ago

    by RetroRavey

    Short, but it gets the point across.

    RLS

  • 18 years ago

    by Lady Vengeance

    I have very very very little idea what it's about, but it still rocked. great work Daniel. very nice work.
    -Suz

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