DeadA Poem by Kurera
I wander around everyday,
I cannot see but I can hear. I don't like what others say, Is it true, should they fear? The only thing I see is red, Everyone is always against me. I'm alive and yet I'm dead, Dirty and ugly with a bloody knee. I can't ever move on, Though I keep on moving. I never see the dawn, Yet I'm always sleeping, always grieving. Wherever I go, shadows follow, Eating me out, making me hollow. © 2012 Kurera |
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Added on November 5, 2012 Last Updated on November 5, 2012 AuthorKureraIn the Underworld, fighting demonsAboutWell, what can I say? I'm so weird I don't know what I'm really like, no joke. CX The only obvious thing is that I'm a girl. :P Well, I do admit that I've been sucked down into the darkness of life a.. more..Writing
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