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Messengers

Poetry By: Juli Monat
Poetry



When I write the writings not knowing why.


Submitted:Nov 8, 2012    Reads: 6    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Messengers

What are these strange forces that keep me?

Writing, writing and more writing

Stupid thing to do when there's no one

Floating in the air

Masquerade, this unreal fair

Never mind those lyrics coming like

Flies gathering around the carcass

Sweet nectar from my-marc as

Only if I could stop this force I will

Talk to you in Morse

Let the messengers bring you the good

News, grey clouds, sharp swords

Those warriors sent by my scenario

Chariots, putrefactions, angels are here

To tell me worry-none you write

So dead near.

Copyright © 2012

By: Monat





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