Sam Sin Sepultura : Writing

The Fly, and the Widow of the Willow

The Fly, and the Widow of the Willow

A Poem by Sam Sin Sepultura


Descend from thread, the dew drops graze her limbs.She's clicking and baring her weapons.There lays the helpless, lying in defeat.The hopeless pray th..
Toxic

Toxic

A Poem by Sam Sin Sepultura


You love this face, you hate my taste.Unwind me and drop me like the guillotine.It just might cut you, you'll never be free.You're lost in the eyes th..
The Withering

The Withering

A Poem by Sam Sin Sepultura


My touch is destruction,but I don't mean to sting.Don't try and give your love,I'll hurt you all the same.I'm hollowed out and ravaged,I grow lonelier..
Isolation

Isolation

A Poem by Sam Sin Sepultura


Feeling lonely lately..
A Simple Offering

A Simple Offering

A Poem by Sam Sin Sepultura


Creepy little poem I put together, hope you enjoy it.
Abysmal Raging

Abysmal Raging

A Poem by Sam Sin Sepultura


Fragmented is the one in cold.He's growing hungry,he's getting bold.Standing on the edge of his tower.Will it fall?Will he lose power?Frozen tears dre..
Enmity

Enmity

A Poem by Sam Sin Sepultura


Teeth clenchedHands tiedI know what I'm notBut I know what I wantFor all the ones that had me shotI'd take it allGive it backThen they could truly kno..
Plagues Of Separation

Plagues Of Separation

A Poem by Sam Sin Sepultura


Passion is burning, but feeling so low. If only you knew, if only you could feel this soul.If only you suffocated whether awake or a sleep. If only yo..
Lady Winter

Lady Winter

A Poem by Sam Sin Sepultura


Calling out to my soulthe cold winter breezeI tread on without controlwithout the fear of freezeMarveling at ice like daggersfrom the frostbitten tree..
Moody, Me

Moody, Me

A Poem by Sam Sin Sepultura


this is how my brain works sometimes :p

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