Poem -

Longings

Not often do I boast about my own writing... but this one is good. Perceive the darkness... 
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Longings

 

I long to hold a can of worms. 

Corruption in my hands. 

A seething rain of gnashing teeth

to filter through the lands. 

 

Or moths to claim the skies and clouds, 

in darkness they shall reign. 

And silence shall endear the earth,

the fields and barren plains. 

 

I long to view a memory 

of blood, and heightened screams. 

A wail of such regretfulness,

it lingers in your dreams. 

 

As the days grew cold and quickly

life begins to freeze. 

I long to be the life-force that

resembles your disease. 

 

I long to be a single tree, 

the last among the ruin. 

Or maybe just a frozen rose, 

the last on earth to bloom.

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