December 18, 2011
I lie here deeply bleeding,
Yet there you lay soundly sleeping.
I call for you but you don't stir.
I begin to wonder if we ever were.
I begin to cry ever so quietly,
Death is shaking violently .
Sound asleep, there you lie,
As if waiting for me to die.
As the dark creeps up and over,
My tears trickle down forever.
I feast my eyes upon captivity,
You'll forever sleep and never be free.

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KateLA said...
Jan. 24, 2012 at 9:47 pm
Very dark, I like it. I think you did a great job-5/5!
...darkangel... replied...
Feb. 7, 2012 at 4:42 pm
Thank you i very much appriciate it view my other poems and comment if you want thank you
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