Cryptic Death
Written 5/4/00
By: SoulOfWhispers
I purify my eyes of blood,
And caress tender minds.
Puddles cry within themselves,
As I perish into purgatory times.
Fate leaves me weakened,
In a journey that never ends,
Why am I agony's hate?
As rage boundlessly bends,
Death entangles you,
As I lay in the abyss,
Of passion and hatred,
And I receive its wretched kiss
Cryptic angels,
Foretell hell's true lie,
As I become a weeper,
And packaged in their wings to die.
Spectacle no pity,
I kindle within,
I've forsaken to destiny,
And corruption begins no end.
-April Knapp
(
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