remain a mystery

Stained - Poem by remain a mystery

put your heart on a shelf
tell them all just how you felt

stained with red
your heart pumps black

dead inside
no where to hide

stained with black
your soul at last

left behind the gruesome tale
left for all to hear and tell

stained with lies
you start to die

followed by the black cloak
inside you start to choke

stained with blood
the last slice

your arms become a bed
full of lies that make you dead

stained with hope
no way to cope

the light fades
to black once more

your stained with blood
forever more...

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 9, 2009

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