Pitch Black Poem by Alc Harris
Pitch Black
I shed some tears
I carved my wounds
to expel the demons
inside this tomb
I fail my love
to keep you near
and every scream
you failed to hear
and now I wait
in this pitch black
waiting for
your final attack
it never comes
daylight resumes
and misery
us will consume
Sunday, October 9, 2005
Topic(s) of this poem: wounds
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