Body and Soul are DeadA Poem by NeroscuroAre you alive or just breathing?The Street painted in red and black, Comic figures talking and moving, Tuxedo strangulating my feeble Body Destiny tied up as a knot, Strangulating my neck I effortless try to take it And It rips my chains into pieces I see my dusty clothes Lost and in motion with my Soul Bounty Hunters follow my every Step in the woods Will I be found? Are You alive or just breathing? Your lungs are effortless Black and red, smoking hot. Dead. The Body and Soul are Dead. © 2010 NeroscuroAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on July 14, 2010 Last Updated on July 20, 2010 Tags: smoke hot breath tuxedo body sou AuthorNeroscuroColombiaAboutI don't know what to write here. It's devastating, so I'll just start with the facts. I'm Colombian (Nice country, and not all that guerilla and cocaine ridden as so many people think), I'm funny yet .. more..Writing
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