Demon DaysA Poem by M.H. BonesYou are now entering the harmonic realm... Are we the last living souls? Are we the last to get away to some
another day? Because it seems to be conveyed that way they got something to say no to From the darkest stars that force you Ten years passed tonight, you'll flee Let's turn forever, you and me Alcohol, alcohol, alcohol, white light All you'll ever be, come and save the night Hope, sex and drugs will rust into
myself holy I need a gun cause all I do is dance The poor people are burning in the sun And I'm filled with guilt from things
that I've seen You got a new horizon, it's ephemeral
style Turn forever hand in hand For all the sacred selfless days Known to what these sayers say Dreams are bad, our heads are mad Crank it on blast, roll past Front
Street There was crack on the corner and
someone dead
Well you know, November has come © 2017 M.H. BonesAuthor's Note
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Added on March 2, 2017 Last Updated on March 2, 2017 AuthorM.H. BonesAboutWelcome to my page! Here I collect the works I've written. Mostly poetry, but you never know what might show up. Words cannot express my appreciation for taking any of your time to browse my works. Ma.. more..Writing
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