May 22, 2012, 11:59 AM |

pursued by the hounds of hades
i heard your voice in the
wilderness cry.."i have lost you
my only love", beneath the darkening
my heart assaults the promises made on
this empty,bloodless day
its found hanging in the air keeping
company with lies in total disarray
the words you used are clips of movie substance found in these so far
you bend the very light to suit your plight
making it all fit in your rewrite.
bitter taste in my mouth i find as i digest
your pathetic rhymes ..written on a parchment
bare ,the words as they struggle to stay there
for you the day is layed bare
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