Garden

by Disasterpiece   Oct 21, 2008


Black empty eyes
Devoid of resoning
Emotion
And soul

Tear into my flesh
Lights fading
I am growing cold

The world we have once known
Exists no more

Our garden
Once beautiful and kept
Is now overgrown
Tangled
A dark mess

Everyday, new suffering
We see it, and passby
These band-aid solutions will no longer work
We are all going to
Die.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Tine

    Heey,
    nice poem, the rhyme works really well and the honesty of it all is great.. The flow of your words is really nice, too.
    x

  • 15 years ago

    by XxXMissSweetPeaXxX

    Wow..i love ur work..this is awesome..u did an excellent job...i love ur work..keep it up..5/5

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