Box Of Darkness
Here in this box of darkness
where everything's the same
i still remember the daylight
and the pouring rain.
if the night never remembers
then it's just as well
then i'm just a drop of blood
in a flame of hell
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Mental () -- Tuesday, September 26 2000, 05:01 am|
kristen, the comment on my poem was very how can i say made me
feel very excited inside as it left my darkness. what a sensations that
doesn't happen very often.
|Kristen () -- Tuesday, September 24 2002, 05:00 am|
Mental, the blood drop in flames is perfect...such pain, living, sizzling pain.
A kiss of balmy verdant green to smother the flames, cool the blood is what I send to you. Love,K
|blade (184.108.40.206) -- Tuesday, February 15 2005, 11:50 pm|
this is a great poem!!!!
|mental (220.127.116.11) -- Thursday, February 24 2005, 12:51 am|
thank you very much, mental
|Haven (18.104.22.168) -- Thursday, February 24 2005, 01:17 am|
very nice. short, sweet and well written! thanks for sharing!
|mental (22.214.171.124) -- Friday, February 25 2005, 01:46 am|
thank you for your wonderful comment
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