GhostflowersA Poem by Beautifully Tragic xPoetry QueenA poem that my mind made up, I have no idea what it means.Living with each incision Placed diligently in my hands Pain in a razor blade, Thousands of visible strands
Picking ghostflowers From my broken, dying soul Insanity lingers deep within Losing all within my control
I silently listen To Death's sweet melody Wishing for him to come for me And set my spirit free
I have bared all my scars Of my timeless sins Living in the shadows of your lies Hiding in your wicked grins.
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Added on March 28, 2008Last Updated on March 28, 2008 AuthorBeautifully Tragic xPoetry QueenPassionate kisses of a mind gone wild, NJAboutMy name is Rayne and I have been writing since high school. I took a long vacation from writing, and slowly starting to come back into it again. I admit that I am not the greatest writer, I'm just doi.. more..Writing
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