UnbornA Poem by Wraith.
Let my organs wind into the moon
wrapped up in its winter chill Raping the carelessness under hideous stars My body is lost to the earth but my mind is floating in its cosmic haze Moving quickly through the blazing green and sinking somewhere in between I see the sky look down upon me frown upon me and eat me from the inside out falling constantly into the black night Bones coated in flesh I can rotate here endlessly spinning until I vomit up projections of what I see
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2 Reviews Added on September 27, 2014 Last Updated on September 27, 2014 AuthorWraith.warwickshire, United KingdomAbout“I have absolutely no pleasure in the stimulants in which I sometimes so madly indulge. It has not been in the pursuit of pleasure that I have periled life and reputation and reason. It has been.. more..Writing
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