~ ~ Agony's Surrender ~ ~, by FirePoet Subscribe to rss feed for FirePoet

The blood ran from the wounds

My life, rested in the palm of my hand

Pouring through my fingers

Down my arms

The tension inside me releasing

Drips of pain, hate, sorrow

Collecting on the floor

Red roses blooming in a garden of sorrow




~ Fire Poet ~ 

Title for this poem graciously provided by TwilightsEcho 
 
  
Posted: 2005-06-29 04:26:02 UTC

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2005-07-02 02:52:42ZeTz_Darke
Very pretty. A ver good write.