Visions of blood and open wounds
Haunting every moment of my existence
Put truth to the visions
Forever becomes a dreamless sleep
Life is a nightmare
By: Dead Flower
I don't know... Just... read and review? I wrote it when I was EXTREMELY depressed, so... No dedication, no inspiration for this poem.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Angst - Words: 30 - Reviews: 5 - Published: 8/25/2001 - id: 382444
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Visions of blood and open wounds
Haunting every moment of my existence
Put truth to the visions
Forever becomes a dreamless sleep