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The Rising Morn
Contributed by
tammyrobbins
on
Monday, 22nd April 2013 @ 08:32:50 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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In the early hours of the rising morn Tears come readily From tender heart torn Love slain by betrayers hand A dark soul Hidden by smiling lips
Trembling Salty drops begin to flow The vision Embrace of love Pureness of white dove Soaring on delicate wings Till hope weakened Chose to accompany as passenger In turmoil flees Secreting its face
The mind reeling Unwilling to give recognition The evilness Twas only game to be won Assassination of one Destruction for satisfaction
So I begin To implement my revenge Calculated steps I invoke emotions storm Blood flowing red With hate tinged Tricking through the cracks Into the veins Penetrating the wall of lies
My efforts enforced Victory gained Madness reigns The mind and body slack Forlorn In the early hours Of the rising morn
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tammyrobbins
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2013-04-22 08:32:50] (Date/Time posted on
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