Pallida mors : Writing

Migrate

Migrate

A Poem by Pallida mors


This poem has a broken rhythm, so I don't consider it to have one. I don't even consider it a poem... I just had to write. If someone knows how to fix..
Day Dream

Day Dream

A Poem by Pallida mors


If I'm so smart why do I walk this line...of this dream of you and the real youand know the reality is far more painfulAnd I'd like to wrap around the..
Generation of decay

Generation of decay

A Poem by Pallida mors


I can't say it's finished, but I don't know how to finish it... normally I wouldn't post it. but then I kind of thought about it, that's the state of ..
Weight

Weight

A Poem by Pallida mors


Not in the mood
going back

going back

A Poem by Pallida mors


Why do I keep coming back?Why do I keep coming back?Back again.She's got a silver bullet in her nerf gunGiggles like a school girl, laughs like a trai..
Corpse f*ck

Corpse f*ck

A Poem by Pallida mors


Smoke is piling into your nostrilsYou try to hold your breathHoney, you pulled the triggerreplacing the smell of deathYou yearn the smell of flamesYou..
Second to many

Second to many

A Poem by Pallida mors


I came in secondYou looked into my eyesand said "that's where I belong"she scoured your mindYou loved her soAnd you can't be strong"she's there for me..
Left Behind

Left Behind

A Poem by Pallida mors


Basically describes itself
Sadist

Sadist

A Poem by Pallida mors


When does a sadist become a rapist? Either way, *you* were the greatest.

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