Dead Company Poem by Paola Elizabet Mateo

Dead Company



When the darkness creeps
The death of you sleeps
I see your eyes light on fire
The blaze burns my soul
I'm drawn to your death as my sleep grows deep
My hands bleedand rot to the bone
And now I know I'll always be alone.

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Paola Elizabet Mateo

Paola Elizabet Mateo

Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic
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