Course

Course

A Poem by Darkened_drear

The self proclaimed beast
A passionate raining game
The prey portrayed by a pretty face
Attracted to a demon's daring eyes

Running rage's course
A deadly deal
Heart stolen and sold straight to hell
Broken pieces and a sad evening

Clouds of smoke
A tortured soul
A shattered angel
No winner.One loser

Tears and whiskey
One cannot love 
And the other
Loved too much

Unclear.The waste of the pace
Passion burned to ash
Nothing lasts
As time goes one

© 2014 Darkened_drear


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Darkened_drear
Darkened_drear

Bim, WV



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I am Becky Cooper and Im not perfect. All my flaws show but they do not define me because I have a strong heart and who I am is what makes me myself. My favorite color is black because it drowns out a.. more..

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