Oh so gray, as on a gloomy day,
My tears of pain fall away.
You will be the death of me, by the poison of your kiss, you place upon thee.
Fool me with your tainted glamour,
Kiss of death, she excepts,
By the devils flavor.
There you lie hard as ice,
Fooled me once, Fooled me twice
Angry soul shall pay the price.
My eyes unsure of what I seen,
So dark, so tainted, so unclean.
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Poems By A Bipolar Soul
PoetryThe darkness within us usually stays inside us. I tend to let it out on paper, where my best writing transient. This book contains my light that shines upon me and the darkness within me. Enjoy
