Nights of Eternity
I am a lost child
dripping
thundering
I have a demon's thoughts
playing a sinister game
my mascara cannot hide the tears in my eyes
I am mocked by foolish mortals
Eyes closed for the final time, the soul released
intoxicated with blood
I am fallen and will never rise
the christians are awful because they all are judgmental
endless tears
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A Small Collection of Gothic Poetry
PoesíaSeriously, do I really need to explain it?
