Spiteful SoulA Poem by Divine BellaIn the folds of the silver-rimmed pages Incantations greedily inscribed -- in blood An escape route emerges, echoing the mirth With the last rites of the futures end A fluttering of words in limbo -- sporadically Casts iridescent shadows of diabolical lure Leaving imprints of a lost -- spiteful soul. © 2014 © 2014 Divine Bella |
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Added on April 8, 2014 Last Updated on April 8, 2014 AuthorDivine BellaCOAboutI am a devout soul with self-articulated written works and digital art. "beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears." ---- Edgar Allan Poe more..Writing
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