Dark Hearts


09 Apr, 2016 07:28 AM
When the fires glow unleashes    			
Then the story has its end
It lets the pride stay in pieces
That is what they will send

Lighting death in every way 
Will let the ghosts come to life
So they burn through the day.  
Within in their hearts darkness sharp as a knife 

Lives rotting on the ground
Hanging in the air the smell of death
To which a lonely soul is bound
Robbing their last breath
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Kelly says:
11 Jul, 2016 10:48 PM

i love your poem

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Shadowheart says:
21 Jul, 2016 12:26 AM

I think this is a great poem ;)
Keep on writing, share more with us :3
~ S.H.

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