The ghost of sorrow

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This poem I wrote in the middle of the night, hearing someone whispering in my ear, half of sleep as I wrote this not really realizing it, but there was no other sounds rather then that whispering sound in my ear.......

Submitted: March 15, 2013

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Sitting in the dark

Sourrounding wall by wall

Of eyes glowing red

But as black can ever be

Whispering in your ear

Of the smell of death

The sounds of breaking glass

Yes the bloody red

Glazes cross the shine

Of your broken, shattered heart

Once remembered happy times

Yet now all lost in sound of maddness

No escape, to save a pedal

To save your shattered soul

Upon this wooden alter

Theres no savior now

All is lost forever now

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