T'was a sound so sweet
Rang through the air
Turn thy head
For what could be there?
True it was
Of the cadaver
T'was cold lips
Who made the sound
Sweetly ringing
All around
YOU ARE READING
Memories Graveyard
PoetryA look into the minds of the tormented, told through their dancing words and raw emotions. A beautiful art form, twisted and wild, known as poetry.
