C#m

A Poem by seath

Strings had stained my fingertips.

The deepest scarlet ever felt

Ooozing

This pallid skin

I grew calm........ in pain.

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existentialists scream all throughout their works.

sent me the chills... very dramatic a write :)

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Added on February 4, 2013
Last Updated on February 4, 2013

these verses i --- had (carved for),and craved for expression... i owe it to the idealism which is possessed by my consciousness more..

Acquiescence

Tranquility