poem

Discussion in 'The Artist's Corner' started by namron_420s, Aug 1, 2002.

  1. i sit atop a hill of despair,
    shrouded in the clouds of sorrow,
    watching the rain of pity flood the land,
    from a fire of hate in the distance rises the smoke of sadness
    the lightning of pain strikes all around,

    fuck this i dunno..just some thoughts..cant get it all out, crowded head..sorry....
     
  2. people like us
    cry into the wind
    crawling to the inside
    creating mortal sin
    awaiting death
     
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