Saturday, August 3, 2013

A Melancholy Corpse by JRC

What lies are told,
does it behold,
what’s in the cold,
do you withhold,
answers in meanings between the lines,
the cancer  
the feeling is harder to find,
desolation,
 my bones break
only when my blood leaks
down my pale face
I’m a new kind of freak,
monster,
zombie
whatcha gonna call me,
it’s all the same when it’s melancholy,
isolation,
I defy the faded line,
when my life is on the edge,
massacring all the time,
what advice do I have to lend,
contemplation,
living in a time of sacrifice,
I can wield the strength,
to conquer this crusade of life,
when it shortens length,

restoration. 

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