Dark mind corners
wanting to get out
crying like mourners
scream and shout.
red shadows cover
darken in shades of red
spot turns to puddle
in a blood bed.
is it kind?
is it cruel?
wasted mind
nothing new
dark drip of feelings
is in my view.
as the silent midnight falls
like all the whispers
that fall to the ground
lovers deaths have happened
that other hearts have found.
over grown emotions
fills the deadly sin
god won't take you
when you cut your veins thin

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