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a single black rose
sulks upon an unknown grave,
bleeding drops of hate.
sulks upon an unknown grave,
bleeding drops of hate.
Literature
Avarice
Sometimes
"I don't feel
the spark"
is like a
knife in
the heart.
This time
those words
tore me apart.
-Brian Shuffett
August 22nd, 2010
Literature
One More Nightmare
If everything is
what it seems,
then where is
the reality of
our dream?
(and what does
it mean when
I'm falling apart
at the seams?)
(With everything that
transpires I only
pray that I
could die here.)
You leave me with
nothing more than
nocturnal nightmares.
-Brian Shuffett
July 21st, 2010
Literature
Decendant of Darkness
Angels of death consumes your
Anguished calls.
You fight.
You beg.
Undulating laughter echo from the darkness
In my heart.
I am the forgotten.
I am the reaper.
The evil cries out,
As I watch in silent awe.
The remnants of your mind
Is lost in the storm of death
that surrounds you.
There is no escape.
There is no resistance.
Here from the world i control.
The hearts echos their surrender.
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I thought this one was somehow related to your other haikus "fireflies" and um... "night" I think it was the title. I like this one, it has so much to show, at least to me 