Bottle of Bleach
I'm sitting in my room.
Staring across the land.
My heart is dieing, drowning in bleach.
My eyes turn blue as the storm brews.
My soul Shatters as my evil shines through.
I hold my dearest possessions to my dieing heart.
I feel so Bitter, so broken.
All I feel is darkness... So cold, so untrusting.
Am I in hell? No.. I;m not so lucky as to have died..
My soul screams as the pain rips through my bleach filled body..
Can it be?
Am I truly becomming what they feared?
Am I truly becomming "evil"
No.. I'm just sitting in my room...
Staring across the land with an emptied bottle of bleach in my hand...
Bottle of Bleach
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Bottle of Bleach
Aww crap, I'm legal >.<
~runs, hides, and is never seen again~
~runs, hides, and is never seen again~
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Darkreaver...rock on! I liked how it ended too. Best poem with that kind of content I've ever read (trying to pe PC here). By the way, I like the Avatar!
I motion for a KG poetry grimiore published. There are some very talented poets here that I think need more attention. At least a spoken word CD. Something!!!
I motion for a KG poetry grimiore published. There are some very talented poets here that I think need more attention. At least a spoken word CD. Something!!!
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