Others who could

by Darclyfe   Jul 3, 2013


My own devices, The further the monster slices.
Due to my own vices I live like all the others would.
yet I don't breathe like others who could. I close my eye the further the monster slices and splices through my chest.

This monster lives like the rest.
The lest I dream.
The least I scream.
my body shown. but yet no gravestone..
No gravestone, In my eyes darkness is awake. The world is of which i make.

DaRcLyfe </3

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  • 10 years ago

    by Darclyfe

    I wrote it as a very random poem. But I'm glad you like it.

  • 10 years ago

    by Biancas Veil

    Not sure what it is I like about this poem but I think it's great very dark well done

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