Innate Death

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
Ive been writing poetry for a while and feel this is one of my best pieces, it is of the gothic genre and talks about humanity and its faults

Submitted: June 30, 2014

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Submitted: June 30, 2014





This Love Coats Fear,

It Makes Bodies Frail in Hope,

When all think that everything is clear-

It never is, just a slippery slope,

The truth that is,

Beheld and quizzed,

Daunting, unfolding the mysteries that are

Hiding under your sheets at night, they’re near and afar

Holding the quilt,

Cuddled up tight.

Yet will you ever know why the rain or snow,

Will fall from the sky,

And watch the world as it will go

From good to bad and bad to worse,

Love and hate make a binding curse,

Upon the weakened hearts of men.

Futures unfold,

Fates bend.


The truth to be deaf is in the lightest light,

 You don’t hear the whispers, blind to the fights,

People aren’t talking behind your back,

No, you can’t hear them,

It’s a whisper it’s a word, who is to care for them.

A flaunting fire,

That stretches to far,

Uncanny beliefs hidden under the bar.

Whether its legend or true,

 You better believe it.

 I am coming for you,

 You just wont see it. 

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