Tears of No ConcernA Poem by LivingDeathSome may find this disturbing to read. Not for the young. Like all my others, just a broken heart talking.What the f**k is going on with every f*****g day, shadows kill whats left of life to let our souls decay. Stabbed to trees, our broken hearts drip blood beneath the night, cleaved from chests, our lifeless corpse hang while flames burn bright. Twisted souls run under wood on which these bodies sway, laughing as their blood rains down from chests where hearts astray. Little kids are crying now as they watch their parents burn, drops of flesh fall to the ground like tears of no concern. Daddy daddy where'd you go a boy calls from the smoke, limping through the red stained grass beneath this burning oak. Drops of blood and melted skin fall like autumns rain, black smoke blocks the moonlight glow so darkness overcame.
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Added on July 8, 2011Last Updated on July 8, 2011 AuthorLivingDeathAbbotsford, British Columbia, CanadaAbout"I'd rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I am not." ~Kurt Cobain. Wasssup guys! I am me, if you want my name, ask me for it. Life in every breath, is my motto. 22 years old, living .. more..Writing
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