Sunday, November 27, 2011

Eaten alive


Eaten alive while lying there in the dark
Torn apart as thoughts growl and bark
A feeling of fire from the pit of the soul
A raging fire out of control
creative energy flows as the pen begins to roll
Harnessed like power as a flame eating coal
remembered by deeds not by a name
A dark existence in the anonymous game
silenced


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