Trippin' Down Memory Lane
Black light of lonely hearts Ransacked realm of fallen kings Midnight calling to open the screen Moonlight drifting into sparks Faceless flutterings of broken wings In darkest reaches of ripped seams she screamsUhm... after two days straight of listning to Marilyn Manson... this is what you get. LOL Can't help but come back to the Gothic side of Poetry. ^-^ Written December 18th, 2001 © on Dec 18 2001 10:41 AM PST 0 • 1
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"Black light of lonely hearts ..."