Infidel! you betray your core
your immorality is a sore...
Lips cannot
touch liquid forgiveness...
Suicide... I love you.
I think about you all the time...
The moons stare dismally: a painted picture of...
No commiseration shows, no apathy does it lack...
Trapped inside eternal emptiness,
Disdain poisons her ruby lips...
Let the spirits from the shadows
Come forth to thee...
The dying tree haunts the young one's light
As the bark divulge its secrets...
Why were they singing,
What was the point...
Rain begins,
Its slow patter on my window...
The Killer
By Mark Spencer...
I -
A foolish poet...
She shrieks within the confines of the night,
Her hopes and dreams crushing, as if her bones...