Darkest Souls, by maddy_7929 Subscribe to rss feed for maddy_7929

the darkest souls die during the day,
not from murder but cause they're afriad
of the morning light that shines with ease,
and the light feeling of it's brisk morning breeze.

the darkest souls cry out at night,
they scream and shout in utter fright
of the late night's haunts of ghosts from the past,
so many wonder how they could last.

the darkest souls creep from behind
snatching your soul and trying to be kind
as it says to you before you die,
"i'm sorry,my friend,but say good-bye"

the darkest souls carry it away
as you fall to the ground there's one thing they say,
"please forgive me for my rude ediquette,
but i honestly think this is to your benifit"
Posted: 2009-06-11 14:59:58 UTC

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2009-06-12 19:45:36Your Everlasting
This is really good I see were you came from with this keep it!Thanx for commenting

2009-06-17 15:49:13~The Familiar Side of Strange~
this has so much detail and it's totally understandable. good work. good luck.