Clouds gather across the sun
Curtains slowly pull closed
Stary and beautiful
Everyone gathered around them
Instruments scattered
Written on the drum "The Black Parade"
Tall buildings aroused in the dying sun
The band looks angry at what has happened
Yet ever so sweet and sad
Planes and blimps, even hot air ballons
Float and fly before
The sun sets and the storm
Arrives, everything slowly fading
Into the darkness of closing curtains
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My poetry and songs
PoesíaThese are just my poems and songs they may not be that good, but I try my hardest. They represent my life and my mind, so far they are pretty dark and demented. Enjoy! =^_^=! After a long hiatus I am posting some of my poetry again. Most of these, s...
