
A weird poem I wrote when I felt like flinging everything I owned against the wall and screaming...plz RR!
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Drama - Words: 89 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 06-21-05 - id: 1945556
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Crimson clouds cover a smiling sun
I take a deep breath
Breathe
A demon slowly awakes
Filled with wrath
Threatening to murder the only one
That gets in its way to tranquility
But I raise my head
Smile
No blood shall be spilt tonight.
Crimson fades into a dull gray
And the sun hides
But this strange peace
Is still better than savage war
Release
The demon inside is controlled
When it closes its eyes
To a restless sleep
Believe
All is calm and quiet on the southern front.
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