The Murder of Our AgeA Poem by TheLastEclipse
A quick piercing blade,
A hand full of hate, My body is betrayed But I won't stop you. My heart in your hand! Death at your demand! The openings pour And my scars are still so sore. The candle continues burning, But it has set fire to all of my earnings. Now let's take a look at who is learning. Now look- Your face is revealed, But my eyes are concealed. Everything that shines, you steal. Now I'm just trying to evade you! But soon- Soon I'll turn you around. I will stab you without a sound. Drown all of your insides Flooding all of what you hide. But for now, I will lie awake. I will dream of what I hate, I will say that I'm okay, And I will just wait! You throw on a hood. You close your eyes and you probably should! Mature and all grown, You say slit wrists call you home. You fear all I do! You know I won't stop until I get you! The atmosphere is cold and biting, But the stars at night are so enlightening. Now just look who is fighting- Now look! My eyes are revealed, And your face is concealed. My life or yours? It looks like we both steal! It doesn't even matter how we feel! I tried I said I would come to terms. I lied, And now I'm the one who burns. I burn with passion. I burn with rage. This is it, darling... The murder of our age!
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StatsAuthorTheLastEclipseALAboutI'm a writer of all sorts. Plays, Poetry, Music, and Tales. I started writing when I was twelve and I am much older now. It has been my passion since I first attempted expressing my ideas to a vide.. more..Writing
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