By Arcassin Burnham
Flame,
I've got someone you've never thought of,
Its just sometimes I'd get real caught up,
You'll never see it coming,
theres just A lot of things on My mind,
And I won't sit around and waste my time,
You'll never see it coming,
for a man that has been afraid of death
for a while now
writing is his dream and he won't stop now,
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My anxieties are getting worse,
The devil laughs as the people feel electric in
His moon light of war and love and lust with
Destruction in the mix,
Thats why I'm pissed,
Will never be adapted to this,
If I hadn't left the room I would have took the kill
Switch,
With her red dress,
Horn beheading looks of a marked pest,
I will never give in to a demon with confess.
- Author: Arcassin Burnham (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 14th, 2016 11:37
- Comment from author about the poem: ©ABPoetry2016 http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/09/flame-4.html
- Category: Spiritual
- Views: 20
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