1<
I seen stars
As the poison ran through
My veins
I was seeing stars
As my body became numb
I was gazing upon its beauty
Compared to what you normally see
This beauty you cannot describe.
2<
Blood and dirt
Now lay within my hands
With this hunger & with this pain
I shall turn it into a golden cup
A cup that spells out the name
> BABYLON <
> THE GREAT <
3<
The garden is dead. And so will you if you keep picking those dead flowers.
Don't take from a dead garden.
Because becoming apart of
The dead garden wasn't the plan.
4>
The hunger grows more
Leaving me to be never satisfied
I want more
But can never get enough.
YOU ARE READING
colour.
Kurgu OlmayanThe secrets of dark poetry, the dark side of the truth writen in beauty.
