Tragedy In Black
Tragedy in black
My vision has turned black,
All I have is no more.
Turn out the lights,
And close the door.
My obsession has left me,
Lifeless on the floor.
Blood flows from my veins,
I long to live no more.
Jealousy requires passion.
Passion requires life.
Life requires the soul.
My soul at the end of a knife.
9/8/15
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