I Still Live
By Night lord
Standing on broken ground, to the reaper I'am bound. Beneath shadowed sky, my soul begs to cry. Coroding filth injected into veins, memories become rusted stains. lungs drown in onyx blood, hollow bones wash away in flood. Falling into the cold abyss, I get closer to the reaper's etearnal kiss. *Unreconizable, I become numb when I learn to see. Reaper view me in disbelief, as I laugh in indifferance. Reaper you tried to get the best of me, but through all torments, I'll be late for my execution, For I Still Live! Written March 20th, 2002 © on Mar 20 2002 04:59 AM PST, Michael Jason Tester 18 • 0 • 13
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