Swirling stars courses through each vein,
Murders beyond count, yet humans still remain.
Bloodied corpses, a deep crimson red, oh what a sight,
If only you’d allow me a weapon, I’d set things alight,
I’ll give you a bloodbath,
Your glances indicates that you must be thinking I’m a psychopath,
And even my soul recoils from the bitterness you sow,
Yet my heart, blind to the pain, refuse to know.
Give me a little gasoline, I’ll give you a fire,
I am wasteland, yet in it, your dreams still aspire,
In it, you yearn to bloom,
But darling, you’ll be left to it’s gloom…

Every Day Poems

Forwarded from 🖤 𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖊𝖘 🖤

Swirling stars courses through each vein,
Murders beyond count, yet humans still remain.
Bloodied corpses, a deep crimson red, oh what a sight,
If only you’d allow me a weapon, I’d set things alight,
I’ll give you a bloodbath,
Your glances indicates that you must be thinking I’m a psychopath,
And even my soul recoils from the bitterness you sow,
Yet my heart, blind to the pain, refuse to know.
Give me a little gasoline, I’ll give you a fire,
I am wasteland, yet in it, your dreams still aspire,
In it, you yearn to bloom,
But darling, you’ll be left to it’s gloom…

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