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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Death · #1164738
A poem very dark with dark thoughts.
Singing in the city
Not all happy
The worst to come
Each facing it alone

A bit of fun
Before being stun
A big storm
With lava acting like a worm

A state of loneliness
A bit of distress
The force of water
It can rain forever

Dancing under the moon
Flowers past their bloom
Quickly and soon
War’s big boom

On a conquest
A big mess
End very tragic
No fairy’s magic

The disguise of the outside
A big muddy landslide
Adding to the mess
A night without rest

In the cemetery
My vision is blurry
The wind viciously
Blowing the air misty

Going on my way home
So many stones
I wish I could flown
Way other the church’s dome

In the dark mood
Having it’s own root
Going deep in the past
In the future it will last

Going down the ladder
In a dungeon, darker
An eternal eclipse
Darkness moist lips

To my ultimate end
Pain makes me bend
A coal burner
Vision darker
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