Stolen Memoirs

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Short prose and poetry.
Raw and unprecedented.
Read with caution.

"Because it doesn't take a genius to enjoy the silence of a madman with a loud chaos in his head. "

"Victory is upon those who claim the battle before it becomes bloody."

Submitted: July 28, 2015

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RAIN

Prickled holes in the sky

Tiny seething droplets 
In your eye 
Don't look up, my darling

 

 

 

PRISM

A prism
Taken by means 
Of destruction 

Erupted fear 
Loathing echoes 
In a paradigm 

That's YOU.

 

 

 

 

BATTLEFIELD GLORY

Sinking claws 
Bloody tablecloths 
Shattered windows 
Thunderstorms 
Blighted 
Blinded 
Swept away
Misguided

 

 

 

GENIUS

It doesn't take a genius to enjoy the silence of a madman with a loud chaos in his head.

 

 

 

LUST IS LOST

Let me hate you 
So I can lose myself 
In the process

 

 


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