Dead

by xXLost in the Nightmare of LifeXx   Jan 15, 2007


Gray skies.
Cold.
Unfeeling.
Empty streets.
Silent.
Dead.
A wind whispers.
Like a ghost,
It haunts the town.
A steady drizzle starts.
Everything become dark,
Wet,
Sleek.
A shadow appears.
A call.
No answer.
Another call.
An echo.
No answer.
It disappears.
Like it had never been there.
Skies of gray.
Unfeeling.
Streets empty.
Silent.
The town.
Dead.

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  • 17 years ago

    by xPerfect Chaosx

    OMGosh!! I love this poem!!! It's so good!! Way to go Katie!! I love it!
    One of your better ones!! lmsao!!
    5/5!
    Much Love,
    ~*Danielle*~
    (Ur Secret Lover!! Hehe)

  • 17 years ago

    by Espoirfailed

    Yeah this was really good, very dark as opposed to sad, loved it a lot

  • 17 years ago

    by Lonely Little Dreamer

    Interesting...like the mood..hehe..not really depressing..but kind of creepy..would be a good setting for a horror flick...lol

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