FrustrationsA Poem by Lucifer Jonesmy ramblings...
They sit you down and teach you to breathe. Filling your lungs with smoke, acrid and bitter. Self proclaiming angels. Salvation? Calling themselves just. But they lie. They only seek to drown you. To suffocate you in your own ashes. Weeping of despair, I would see the world in greys and blacks... buried, burned ash within it's own rages.
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1 Review Added on October 5, 2013 Last Updated on October 5, 2013 AuthorLucifer JonesILAboutFounder of "The Deviant Coalition" I write the way I speak... Scary, huh? I present my mindless ramblings as I have done in many other forums for years. I don't call it poetry, but that seems to be .. more..Writing
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