bloodA Poem by Cristiano Dos Santos Juniorpeople dying, people crying when night falls its over spirits breaking, bone scraping when they find you its over hell hounds there hell bound they’ll drag you to the abyss I can’t take anymore of this, survival of the fittest do or die, no time to cry real spirits don’t brake or bend only real spirits make it to the end will you survive this in one piece? this sea isn’t for small fish, unless you’re a piranha can you make it to the top, can you reach nirvana if you’re feeling brave, come try this game nothing’s promised you might die from the pain the game is always the same blood rain, blood rain © 2014 Cristiano Dos Santos JuniorAuthor's Note
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Added on November 28, 2014 Last Updated on November 28, 2014 Tags: poem, dmc, poetry, dark poetry |