sorrow kisses my lips
gives me a cold sting
and a gift of the blisters
unwrapping bloody secrets
and everything sinister
deadly cake bites
black party hats
this is death’s party
death and sorrow
going hand in hand
I’ll take sorrow
you’ll take death
This poem really grabs me. I love your stuff cos itโs different.
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Thank you. I really appreciate your kind words. ๐
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You are really welcome. It is so refreshing to read something different
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The final hour has arrived
And we go to our different paths
I to die
You to live
Which is better
Only time will tell.
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Oh, yes.
Only time will tell.
Only I will tell.
for once dead
your time has gone.
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Deads can come back. I know how. I am twice born.๐ฟ
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I long for a dark adventure. Never to come back… ๐
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Just close your eyes of some moments and see you are already on one. You just need to release your inner demons.
Or you can go for good adventure.
Choice is always yours.
Demons are strong but they are not stronger than humans. Let the demons dwell with their own in the hell, let us go on a journey where no evil shall prosper. Though I continue to write the story of the demons, I yearn for a world free of them.
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