Wind blows around me
Sweeping dead souls off their feet
They cry out to me as they pass
My once vibrant eyes, are now empty
Too much have I seen
The past of many still haunt me
Teardrops of many
Burned into my mind forever
I can still feel their sadness and anger
The souls have come again
To feed off these demons inside me
My screams mean nothing
To their deaf ears
My painful expressions mean nothing
To their blind eyes
The wind blows
Sweeping the souls away
Only for them to come back today
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Poems!
PoetrySo this is a book of poems that I have written - my old account was XxLovePoetryxX so this is me still. But again a lot of these are from when I was younger (at least the first few) some of them are also from now a days. Warning updates will be a b...
