Poezie
Dark
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Mediu
Under my skin
crawling
the demons struggle within
my blood,my veins,my flesh
my hate and my sorrow,
dieing in my death
in the name of Him,
the unholy one
the eternal dark one,
in the graviest days of tomorrow,
Under my nights
under the clouds
burning drops of rain
down on my coldest brain
toaring my name out insane
sighing cries
and breathing nightmares,
roaring stormy inmates
of the same breed dieing,
(spirits coliding
on the way to redemption)
Ashtray courses on nonmovement
crawling stillness
stealthy behind my eyes
inside my ears
my fingers
watching dark avenging angels
and their fall
how it lingers on my neck
down my stern
onto my heart torred apart,
And how they burn
and losing their soul
how they become maimed
in the bones and the flesh of I,
In the guts of my insides
in the eyes of my eyes,
in the eyes
of my eyes of their eyes,
Inside the vision of me
and the earthy curse
bearing no anti-remorse
of my corroded
anti-material existance.
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