Excessive Night's TollA Poem by peculiarWritten many months back, when I was in a cynical stage
Angels lie
Taking your hand only when you die. Vultures in white What a sickening sight They come for you at night When you're down and can't put up a fight They come from all sides Bearing down tearing you up Till all that's left is mutilated flesh Raw and fresh © 2015 peculiarReviews
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2 Reviews Added on January 5, 2015 Last Updated on January 19, 2015 AuthorpeculiarManila, NCR, PhilippinesAbout"Words do not express thoughts very well; every thing immediately becomes a little different, a little distorted, a little foolish. And yet it also pleases me and seems right that what is of value and.. more..Writing
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