Malign Poem by Alexandra Hirceaga

Malign



I see pity in my eyes,
And their colors never been so unwise,
Vanished, deceased, an unearthly disguise.

They let the indifference crawl,
Braking my soul so ungrateful,
Flowing, dancing over it so powerful.

Thursday, January 26, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: deceased
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