Witness the love and hate within the bones
strike one another like a battle of a thousand years
To conquer the heart a whole
and to build a single mannered soul
Unconsciously ripping the last bit of life
like a gruesome shed of blood and tears
Regardless of what prevails
I'll be the one damned to forfeit all my precious fears
YOU ARE READING
A Collection Of Dead Flowers
PoetryA collection of Poetries that I bleed out in the middle of the night or in the middle of a breakdown
