Unnamed 15 Poem by Salph Rage

Unnamed 15



I Drink in Reds hope of night.
But dark clouds of time loom heavy.
Where anticipation once filled young places,
now vanishes in dark spaces.
Obscured in confusions veil,
doubt breeds like a cancer.
Suffocating.
under thoughts magalific weight.

Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: places,clouds,dark
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