Unleashed

Eye lids dusk,
As they open to the graves,
Of a watery confusion.
For they crept into my mind and made it the void it is,
But my body ever flowing with the senses,
Of rage of the forgotten past.
Is Now unleashed upon the false light,
They bestowed upon me,
For I am now the devil in which their own devils fears.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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