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[Mar. 25th, 2005|11:18 pm]
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[kora_lye]

(Sorry, this poem really has no format. It is in it's own little world. ^^; This is really meant to be lyrics for a song more than a poem, because the rythem keeps changing.)
.Twisted.
The haunting things, They've come for me.
Come to steal my sanity.
Like bloody wraiths, they float and glide
Through dark recesses of my mind.

Behind blackened windows
(They Hide)
Tearing me apart
(Inside)

On shredded wings and rotted feet
Ripping, Tearing, As I sleep.
And as I wake, they are there
Drenching me in cold despair.

The haunting washes over me
Blinds me so I cannot see.
And with it, goes my sanity.


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[User Picture]From: tmmrkntrvs
2005-03-28 03:19 pm (UTC)
I like your song poem thing and I love your icon!
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From: kora_lye
2005-03-28 06:16 pm (UTC)
Thanks. Your icon is cool as well. ^^
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