Friday, 7 September 2018

Dance with Darkness - A Poem.



Serpents of past memories
begin to rise & hiss;

Ghosts of agonizing stories
of betrayal, in each empty kiss.

She held on to illusions
& paid the price with distress;

Spine-chilling revelations
in deadly dance with the darkness.

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Image  🎨: Haenuli

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