When they told me,
I’d be gone,
I sat in my room,
Locked away like the plague ridden son,
I truly was.
Sitting by the clock,
Counting the seconds then minutes and hours,
Time blossoming,
Like a blood red flower,
The thorns pricking me.
But the time flowed like an endless river,
Getting closer and coming hither,
They came.
I’d be gone,
I sat in my room,
Locked away like the plague ridden son,
I truly was.
Sitting by the clock,
Counting the seconds then minutes and hours,
Time blossoming,
Like a blood red flower,
The thorns pricking me.
But the time flowed like an endless river,
Getting closer and coming hither,
They came.
Tue Dec 25, 2018 8:28 am by Nekalah
» Vampire Kind
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» Ghost or Horror you decide.
Thu May 31, 2018 11:08 am by Lady Magickina
» untitled...
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» ( Untitled) 2009
Mon Apr 06, 2015 2:16 pm by Nekalah
» the girl named ivy
Mon Apr 06, 2015 2:13 pm by Nekalah
» An excerpt from Charnel House (ONA)
Mon Mar 23, 2015 8:33 pm by Nekalah
» Short stories
Fri Mar 20, 2015 6:58 pm by Nekalah
» (Untitled/Unfinished)
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