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...September's curse
By SolApathy
In the darkness of hatred
beyond understanding and pain
in the cold dampness of a September rain
wicked eyes stare at the floor below
concealing the animosity they know
drawing from the song of evil
rhythmically beating in the drops of rain
on the chilled breath of someone so
insane
It is me
I propose to be
what I am
no longer a man
no longer in touch with the glow
I thrive in a world gone
cold
I warm to the feeling of pain
I am the hair on your neck rising fast
I am the knowledge that your death
will come to pass
I am the salvation of the night
the fight
I feel no remorse
on my course
with only hate to drive me on
look to my eyes and you’ll know
I am the darkness you will forever
…know
beyond understanding and pain
in the cold dampness of a September rain
wicked eyes stare at the floor below
concealing the animosity they know
drawing from the song of evil
rhythmically beating in the drops of rain
on the chilled breath of someone so
insane
It is me
I propose to be
what I am
no longer a man
no longer in touch with the glow
I thrive in a world gone
cold
I warm to the feeling of pain
I am the hair on your neck rising fast
I am the knowledge that your death
will come to pass
I am the salvation of the night
the fight
I feel no remorse
on my course
with only hate to drive me on
look to my eyes and you’ll know
I am the darkness you will forever
…know
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© 2020 SolApathy
Published on Saturday, July 1, 2017.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Thursday, November 22, 2012, FadedBlues
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wrote:
utter desolation in this song, in the wet inescapable atmosphere...
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