Lying amidst dead,cold bodies
I can feel death
I can touch the scarlet blood sticking to my skin
As far as I can see earth,it's an endless grave
Oceans are red,grasses are red
I'm not terrified of death
I fear for the alive
Their agonizing screams fill my ears
The terror in their eyes,the dread in their veins
The time has come
The demons are going to burn everything back to existence
In a fight among the gods
We are the ones that shall pay
I wish I could be dead rather than witness this barbarity
They wanted a throne,a crown
Built from our
b o n e s
CROWNS OF BONES
felicity wren
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Insomnia
Poetry"You let your lover's venom be your blood. And after your infatuation is over, all you are is a cold, lifeless body bleeding poetry into the broken frames of your heart." All rights reserved. @NefariousOrphics 2017
