Saturday, April 25, 2009

darkly gothic poem generator


what have you wrought?
a shadow of blood as affections scream.
once we tasted wonder,
hand in hand and wide-eyed,
but your heart drifted away.
a dark fever of lies -
tears follow bitterness, follow night,
love consumed.
in a rush of righteousness,
i see you.

brought to you by Dead Lounge Poetry.

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