Best Deathdrink Poems


In Red

Am I alone?
On da streets shivering cold
My thoughts and hopes growing old
I have nothing else that can be sold

Am I alone?
In depressing times
I drink from satans fragrant wine
Sleeping alone a personal crime

Walking, dreaming, 
Copulate a grand plan for escape
Out of this tunnel 
Burried deep
Under the sands of frosted earth
I want the scent of flowers 
Laced over me 

I am alone
On da streets shivering old
My thoughts and hopes growing cold
I have nothing else that can be told

I am alone
In depressing mind
I drink from satans fragrant crime
Sleeping alone a personal time

Walking, dreaming, 
Copulate a grand plan for escape
Out of this tunnel 
Burried deep
Under the sands of frosted earth
I want the scent of flowers 
Laced over me 

In my garden I rest and create my death bed 
Paint my life crimson red
The end......
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