As death blows off the outer layers of masks
and leaves you stripped
in the burning sensations of life
Love swelling
in hope
the the explosion my blow apart the shell
leaving no corpse
Irregular clumps laying on the ground
Misshapen
with cold liquid
streaming
from every craves
and wrinkle of skin
Screams
still hanging in the air
all life
Eventually consumed
in the black hole
of Despair
and
Hate.
Brianna Lewis
1999
Age: 15
Thoughts that come into my head, sometimes for reasons and sometimes for no reason at all. A look on life that some have seen and others have condemed as madness.
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