Become

by TwistedDancingCorpse   Jun 9, 2007


Hear the voice
In your mind
one more thought
to leave behind

Cut the flower
Skin it deep
place the stem
at your feet

Your morbid face
so scared and warm
taken to the place
away from harm

Boiling blood
the rain comes
control the flood
don't come the sun

Fill the void
left in your chest
slash the skin
one big mess

Lie on the floor
and let the body die
become the beast
in wich you fear

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  • 17 years ago

    by Yuna

    This was a story that completly captured my soul in its depths. I kept a steady rhythm thorughout it all, which in turn made the poem that much better. It was as if a movie were playing in my mind. I feel like I must read this poem over and over again, because it is truly a masterpiece! Great job!

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