With Love From Death - Poem by Unic Cjonr
Blood fills the tears.
I suffocate for my eyes to cry.
Do you smell my fear.
What I sell was sold.
Inside the deepest pits of hell.
What breathes down my neck.
Is the taste of Death.
She wants me back.
Just to break my back.
When I leave home.
She screams my name out in anger.
With love and with hate.
Words letter the walls in my mind.
Engraved by the signs of time.
What I read is printed in blood.
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