tara walker

Rookie (1996)

A True Matter Of Hell - Poem by tara walker

I’m as dark as hell, the beauty shadows me, it shakes me in my dreams. Entitled to life, it seems you take a hold on me, drag me to infinity. The silent fire burns out my happiness, and the cold compliments my emotions. The fear trembles towards every place I face. Depending on achievements I deeply break you choke my movements, and this act is brave its mindless.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 28, 2010



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