25/05/14
Pleasant and nice
Soon turn to darkness and vice.
Danger and violence
Building up in a frightful cadence.
Fire fire fire fire
Searing icily through your veins.
Frighteningly uncontrollable
Break free break free
Horribly evil
All the things it wants to see.
And your hands
Blood blood blood stains them.
Unmovable brand.
Quivering muscles
Fighting to break free
All the nightmares
Of you and me.
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A Collection of Poems
PoetrySome personal writing that I've been keeping in a poem diary of sorts. I thought I would share.