Sunday, August 7, 2011
Gripped By Death's Inferno Comments
Rating: ★2.8
Rapture flames senses dwell agony.
Sarrow of cost wave the future bye.
Comrade dispel our breathe tale tragedy.
A pale brush a white rose evermore cry.
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Ebi Robert
11 August 2011
Its so clear your like short poems. You really make them real even as short. I like it.
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7/25/2025 12:06:15 AM # 1.0.0
White rose form the garland of life`s uselessness.We only play our foolish greedy trail of using each other for superiority complex.All gets washed away in one loss of flame.