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That Dreadful Ride

Poetry By: makatosh

A dark poem that i wrote, i think it is good to have a different type of work up on my site.

Submitted:Feb 16, 2012    Reads: 15    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

I see my dead friends, on the dreadful ride

My dreams, my hopes, all gone in that ride

Nothing to see, just black and dark

My only comfort, in that dreary ride

Bubbling, boiling, and whistling, here!

Laughter, happiness, and joy, gone!

The clatter of bones of the cold dark floor,

Shattering, like the my love,

The sound of demons lurking ring in my ears like a thousand drums,

My friends, my life, my friendly family,

Gone, like my sanity,

My figure, my posture, now malformed!

All, by that dreadful ride,

The car I own, my enemy murderer,

Into the ground, then all around, oh that dreadful ride.


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