To And When Poem by Unic Cjonr

To And When



Before the edge.

Cast by the shadow.

Before dawn.

Blood flows freely off my blade.

I am made.

Wrists are screaming.

Eyes are bleeding.

My tears runs rivers red.

Where I dream.

Angels to not talk.

Demons do not fly.

Where I walk.

To and when.

I will die.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gold Trybes 16 October 2013

I love this! Beautifully written! !

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