The Downward SpiralA Poem by Phantasmagoric PerceptionsSpiralling downward into a blaze of defeated gloryHow could I ever love again, If you were to walk away? You would break me beyond repair, And leaving me seeing in shades of grey.
With every step you took The world would dim with every fall Becoming a hazy ball of hate Until there was nothing left at all
You would take the sun And crush it in your hands Leaving no light in my lonely world Only regrets and broken plans
How could I ever breathe again, If you were to go? You make this world beautiful
With every fading shade The Earth slowly dies And as the life begins to fade So, painfully, do I
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Added on February 28, 2008 AuthorPhantasmagoric PerceptionsI Wasn't Looking at, DjiboutiAboutA biography is a story of a life that has once been. Mine is a work in progress. more..Writing
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