A "Lost Boy" In The MistA Poem by XxxModifyTheMassesxxX
Terror isn't found unless you really search.
(Like sharks in water, your "essence" is our thirst) It walks among you on this same crusted surface. (Fake smile, real tears formed me to be a menace) I don't shine like a diamond, nor like a decrepit sapphire. Actually rather bland, and dull in an all black attire. I am the dark The broken, and the damned. Creature of the night, it's who I am. The sun is nothing, but reflects my life. Bright and warm for a period of time, sometimes hating the moment at its "hottest." Fallen it'll all change, as it all sets, things cool, and it feels more honest. "Fire" dies and the "waters' sequaciousness comes in play. Feeding time, tonight the empty slay. Killing off what's brought me to this state. I am the dark The broken, and the damned. Creature of the night, it's who I am. (Vampire)
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2 Reviews Added on June 27, 2012 Last Updated on June 27, 2012 AuthorXxxModifyTheMassesxxXNecropolis, UTAboutSimply trapped and finding my purpose here. My writing is my life and that's about it. You can't judge someone till you meet them. One's opinion shouldn't matter as long as you hold on to what's true .. more..Writing
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