Shards of who I used to be
Broken mirror lies
Shrouded all in silence
Weave a web of silent cries
Drowning in your sorrows
Grief and evil sin
Praying for a peaceful death
That you will never win
Too long have wings of darkest night
Been wrapped around your frame
Trailing ragged feathers
Through the blood of the betrayed
Tremble in your agony
Lament all of your lies
Death has come to claim her
Darkness clouds her eyes
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Thoughts of the Fallen
PoetryAn inside look at those of us who embrace the darkness within. Read at your own risk. Contains sexual language/content, references to rape, alcohol, drugs, abuse, heaven/hell, suicide, murder, self-harm, demons, sacrilegious language/actions/concept...
