Spirits will be lost.
Used and broken.
Ice will freeze on empty minds.
Colorful tears will be shed.
Insane minds will run wilds wtih options to take.
Drops of red paint will fall.
Everyone will feel empty inside.
YOU ARE READING
Screaming Fallen Angels
PoetryMajority I'm hoping will be my original poerty. Each will not be all depressing if that's the vibe you get, but different topics.
