Crimson Ego

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
I've come to pour once again...My ego and more once again...

Submitted: March 29, 2008

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I’ve come to pour once again
My ego and more once again
 
Hear me out; it’s not the same
I can’t hear you. I have no name
 
Remnants of tragedy seep through my floors
Winds that scream, chill me to the core
 
I’ve come to shiver at your feet
As you tower there, in judge's seat
 
Guilt like a flood breaks barriers of brick
Bursting my covers, it makes me sick
 
I’ve learned it’s time never to share
Blank and close and blind, no cares
 
My eyes will sere into yours
Extract your truth behind closed doors
 
I wish it wasn’t as red as this
Not as easily shed as this
 
The beating of the drums are closing in
I cannot breath for it is a sin
 
Windows close and darkness thrives

The swishing of flowing of countless knives


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