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No, Seriously, the Sky Is Falling

Blood gushes from the seams where the ceiling meets the walls I hear screams echo past my door and all throughout the halls Just outside my apartment window, it’s bedlam as the sky falls Suddenly, across our torso’s, a throbbing pain crawls Satan’s playing with his voodoo dolls The blood slides down and creates a pool on the floor Seeps from under my fingernails just to add to the gore Up to my knees in thick crimson and I don’t know what for I can’t imagine the world that paints itself just outside my door Through the peephole I see... that there is no world anymore.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 7/8/2011 9:44:00 PM
I love the intensity! The imagery in this poem was so sharp that I thought it was going to cut me to shreds. This must have been a great outlet when you were enduring a lot of physical/emotional pain. I'll be sure to read more of your poems.
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Date: 7/4/2011 1:47:00 AM
wow...this kinda...scares me. very nice piece i really like this.
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Date: 7/4/2011 1:03:00 AM
Omigosh! The images are so vivid! I could feel I too am drowning in blood! Haha! Spectacular poem! I should read more of your pooems, dear Kyle! =)
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