Flame, flame, burned it out
the dead knew, never been the pain will be found.
Count to 10 , and close your eyes
cause when it's open ,won't be able to see the darkness
Dark of Devil's soul lurking upon her body.
So much the change
Now She is to him & her is someone else.
Acts are as stranger, only the face seems familiar.
Dark is nice but it could be hell
Dark could be heaven , if you can survive or deal.
Don't ask me the stories of who have failed.
So dead, and gone, so cold , so bold
Bloods are falling down like a stream
from the targets who are gone dead.
In the bed, waiting for turning it out
something, somehow, some differences
in how they've acted in their pasts
to their loved one's.
Her body, under coffin, cries
for, how everything turns out to be
She never wanted this disaster
she has had bring in.
The tries to wake up again
is so silent
like the wave-less doomed waterlands.
No one know who is coming to go & going to come.
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-Darkness is for fallen Angels
And also for the Demons un-dead
You choose who You want to meet.
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Jumping Into Constellation
Poetry[Rose Awards winner] "All the poems* are from some poetry challenges of poetry contests that have ended (so what, that they have ended? I can still take inspirations from them, right?) and the others are some poems from prompts given by others and...
