Dark rose
See what lies beneath
black tainted mystery
the truth curled motionless
until fire sets it free
Licking with burning tongues
flames from deep within
scorching, screaming
dripping sin
Ashes swirl in rising air
on a twisted melody
the howling cries of a thousand souls
balanced in agonizing harmony
Out of death, like a phoenix
arose the new
In the shadows, a dark rose grew
Reacties op dit gedicht
| tarierabombom: | Zondag, mei 01, 2005 20:09 |
| you know it's good... kus sofie |
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| fuzzyme: | Zondag, mei 01, 2005 19:48 |
| diepgaand, erg goed. xx Fuzzyme |
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