10.
We walk side by side, wandering around restlessly.
9.
Anxiety and Fear creeps between us.
8.
"Trust? What is trust?"
7.
What is Truth.? Which is a LIE?
6.
I could see your deathly psychopathic gaze, staring me sharply.
5.
The dark comes, the cold breeze fills in our gap, mysteriously.
4.
You keep flinching and fidgeting your pale blue fingers.
3.
"We can no longer be together"
2.
Define Blood,Murder,Death
1.
One
0.
Zero,
The End of OUR Lives
Aug 24, 2014
Aug 24, 2014 at 7:07 AM UTC
10.
We walk side by side, wandering around restlessly.
9.
Anxiety and Fear creeps between us.
8.
"Trust? What is trust?"
7.
What is Truth.? Which is a LIE?
6.
I could see your deathly psychopathic gaze, staring me sharply.
5.
The dark comes, the cold breeze fills in our gap, mysteriously.
4.
You keep flinching and fidgeting your pale blue fingers.
3.
"We can no longer be together"
2.
Define Blood,Murder,Death
1.
One
0.
Zero,
The End of OUR Lives
Another dark and explicit poem :)
I just keep getting black inspiration for my poems, I guess it's all because of my fear, hatred, and egoist inside me...
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