Undesired

by My Decadent   Jan 9, 2007


Weakened pounding... fading to silence
Peeling walls of flesh barely stand -
A futile shelter, an abandoned place,
A darkened ruin in a forlorn land...

Deceiving shape - a morbid tune
Echoes within, louder each night;
The master of feelings, controller of all,
Forever dark and nevermore bright...

Slowly each day it dies a bit more,
Getting weaker, getting tired -
Poisoning instigations provoked by
A dark malicious heart - undesired...

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  • 17 years ago

    by BECCA lessTHANthree

    Comment # 6

    interesting structute... the flow was good AGAIN as well as the word choice.. this poem had really great imagery.. definitly 5/5!

  • 17 years ago

    by Koriey Korrupted

    This is good.
    I really like when you said
    "Deceiving shape - a morbid tune
    Echoes within, louder each night;
    The master of feelings, controller of all,
    Forever dark and nevermore bright..."

    Great work.

    Always,
    Koriey

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