You see, this whole place runs on greed
You could have chose to die, but you've slain
Every beast around the shop, an ultimate breed
Will be needed to extinguish your demon from this plane
No matter how much blood you've taken
No matter how many you've killed
My scythe will still awaken
To prove to you that you're not as skilled
What's this? You've slaughtered me -- I feel
As though I've lost my meager grip upon gravity
I stare into the bleeding sky, and cannot believe what's real
Because I could have never expected the world's finality
It soars through the sky, and it's oh so dreadful
The Moon Presence, magnificent, elegant, doesn't seem playful
YOU ARE READING
sprinkle in the woods (poetry #6)
Poëzie"and it rains and rains and rains and rains for five more years and it's cloudy for ten once they leave, i'll be sunkissed i'll be the rock in the light illuminated simply by your presence my fallen star, you've finally met me and it's so lovely lov...
