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Best Poems Written by Dawruin Petrel

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Ashes

The floor crumbles
as thousands of cockroaches
running away from grief,
a fire that consumes them,
letting a hopeless condemn, 
a tragic, helpless landscape
suffocated in dire and ashes

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Toxic

That eyes drown me
in a love too pestilent
fetid as a bloody gutter
 
Your look, so clean
yet your skin so filthy,
promiscuous, prurient, impudent
yet too innocent to know that I know
 
Too toxic
 
Perhaps, when my heart cried in white, this would’ve work
 
However,
now swarming my head
dreams and wishes
of tear your gruesome skin to shreds
pluck out your eyes
and boil your childish lying tongue,
with my bare hands that will stain as dries
with your pouring pain,
yet do I love you? Do you think I can?
yet do you love me? Do you think you can?
 
I’m lonely, stupid whore,
but not empty, still filled with perversity.
 
Our love are just cummed ashes.

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Solstice

The sky cracks open in blue
birds singing to hiding gloom,
young green grass cuddles at touch
as for envy, lost souls cry and mourn

Cry and mourn
Cry and mourn
Cry and mourn

Below mud and dirt 
in hopeless caves
tortured by the woodswallow
yelling loudly over hollows
desperate for digging own graves
they scrape, scrape and scrape

Scrape
Scrape
Scrape

While childest angels play
and laugh happily in a meadow
imbued with the radiant sun’s glare
lulled for godly chill and sweet air,
forever, they’ll keep laughing without grow,
just

Laughter
Laughter
Laughter

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Throbs

My heart throbs
my heart throbs
through my chest
yells, yells, yells
 
Why does it throbs?
Love, why does it?
It's scary
 
Tomb tomb tomb,
vehement, frenetic, agitated,
Tomb tomb tomb,
beats piercing my chest.
 
Stabs, stabs, stabs
impudent strumpet stab me
I'm eager for being stabbed.
 
Reaches my neck
hammers my ears
chokes my throat
turn it off, turn it off, turn it off
 
Suffocate, drown it, strangle it
make it bleed, bleed out
Turn it to marble, dry marble.

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E

She's the one who shines in
glare on my heart,
is her sweet smell
flows at each beat,
is her warm voice
sings at my soul,
is her soft skin
caress like meadowsweet