BLACK HALO'S
Silver angels of gray winter
haunting my tears to make me better
trying to tear down my black skies
learning to hate as I won't believe your lies
so, the light you attempt to blind me with instead
as I hide in the mist of winter's breath
your mouth I wash with death's silence
upon your lips I lay my toxic deliverance
now lips burnt of acid rain
you kissed your hate and swallowed your pain
as you felt the poison pulsing through your viens
now no longer silver, you've faded to gray
as well as your skin, now peeled and frayed
a kiss of toxic lust on your lips
kissing your now winter cold corpse
I feel this is the most poetic I've been in any of my poems.
2007-08-08
14:59:00
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➔ Poetry
I'm talking about poisoning an angel with a kiss, thus causing it's death.No, THEY learned how to hate beause I wouldn't turn to their light, thus trying to tear down my black skies.In no way do I hate angels.They are very beautiful.But thank you for your honest opinion and advice.
2007-08-08
19:04:17 ·
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