A Dark DealA Poem by Warren L.G De MillsHollow halls lead to Dark Salvation Sanguine pacts paint Pallets in red As these voices lead To the broad road As these signs direct To a dead end Like flies to open wounds They eat me alive Like vultures to the carcass They feed on my flesh Like silence after laughter Suspense then thought Like savages of the seven seas They gnaw and chew me The owls in the trees look on With discerning eyes As this portrait is made on A canvas of flesh My bones are the brushes My blood, the paint An unflinching self sacrifice To appease the saints The sun's embrace seems distant Here in the thicket of the woods Under the shadow of the trees I embrace this moss covered stone Disturbed by my distorted image Reflected in puddles of my own blood Scribble down my last words This sacrifice was my own intention This bargain was made for you....
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Added on November 15, 2011Last Updated on November 15, 2011 AuthorWarren L.G De MillsPort -Of Spain, Trinidad and TobagoAboutWarren L.G De MillsPromote Your Page Too Like that page!!^^ Warren L.G De Mills is a seventeen year old Poet/Musician. Born in the far off Caribbean island of Trinidad and Tobago, He was raised .. more..Writing
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