Ghost HouseA Poem by Death's PoetLeraye sings to himself in the dining hall Libi washes her tears in a sink Leah is so drunk she may fall Lola's eyes on the brink Lolita's brain starts to weep Lucifer's spirits leap high Litha's thoughts start to creep Within Lilith resides a deep sigh Lazarus knows who he is Lethe's heart melts away Livana's imagination will fizz Lorelei is gone, left to stay This house is filled with ghosts Some old as time Some heaven's newest host But no amount of words Could describe to you the reader The madness The love The confusion That resides within this home
© 2019 Death's PoetAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorDeath's PoetThe Asylum I call my MindAboutWelcome to my poetic diary. I use this website to pour out my emotions and as a creative outlet. I started writing when I was very young and have been in love with it since. I struggle with a lot of d.. more..Writing
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