donderdag 29 november 2012

Black Soul Poem


The Sun is Bloodred 
The Night is Black as Hell 
Am I Dead? 
Ugh, what's that Smell? 
My Flesh is torn from my Bones 
My Eyes are lying in the Burning Soil 
Dripping from the Stones 
I look like a fucking Gargoyle 
Whatever happened to Me? 
I fell from the Sky 
Onto the Stupid Tree 
I wonder why 
What have I done? 
Onto the Ground 
Onto this Stone 
Nowhere to be found...

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