Colour of desolationA Poem by Cheavel DeLunaMachine. My lover, my machine.
Rabbit. My machine.
Poison to my suffering, sweat. Sweet suffering.
Leave me at my door, but wait inside my room, hidding under sheets of gold, cut me open. See my soul.
Take the body. Robed in skies, to the ocean, leaft to die.
Blood stained satin. Waves, once so blue. © 2011 Cheavel DeLunaAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorCheavel DeLunaPAAboutI'm a human. Mostly. I'm am aspiring starving artist. Everything on here is copyrighted. To me. Unless otherwise stated that is.. Salty? Enjoy! more..Writing
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