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Blood on The Sand
By charliebrown
BARREN WASTE LAND, DAMN THE HEAT,
ANGRY CLOUDS, NOW DEFEAT.
SKIES
GROW DIM, SOON THE NITE,
GROWING WONDER, GROWING FRIGHT.
PIERCING EYES IN THE DARK,
WATCHING SHADOWS NOW DEPART.
HOWELING
WINDS WHISPER TALES,
THE DAY IS GOOD, THE NIGHT IS HELL.
DAMN THIS LIFE OF REPEATED HORROR,
YESTERDAY, TODAY, THE SAME TOMMORROW.
SPILL MY BLOOD UPON THE SAND,
AND TAKE MY SOUL FROM THIS BARREN
LAND.
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Copyright 2010 charliebrown
Published on Tuesday, March 16, 2010.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Blood on The Sand"
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On Thursday, December 8, 2011, Alchemist
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wrote:
Who knew a barren land could be so beautiful.
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A former member wrote:
I love ryming ,and you did a wonderful write here ! thank you for sharing this piece ,welcomoe to dp and thank you for the comment on "through these eyes" ,it meant alot too me ,thank you .
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On Wednesday, March 31, 2010, lupus tenebrae
(860) wrote:
Perfect bloody visuals, I loved the desolate landscape this made me picture, well done, thanks for sharing.
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A former member wrote:
Nice write. Welcome to the DP hood. =)
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A former member wrote:
i really like the pictures it made my mind see.
i get the feeling of despair.
good write!
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On Tuesday, March 16, 2010, Deaths Apostle
(65) wrote:
Allow me to be the first to say, welcome to Dark Poetry...>And good write
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