Tears falling like stars...
He coming to us...
His red eyes like dancing flames.
His hair like a thousand snakes.
He poisons our hearts,
Death is one of his arts.
He kills our souls,
He steals our thoughts.
He is mighty and strong,
He destroys with hungrering cold.
He is nothing and all,
He is God and a doll...
Diablo
© Copyright: Вампир Кощей, 2009
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He is a doll? I don't think so...
Very beautiful poem... I like it.
Тацита 07.07.2009 12:59 • Заявить о нарушении
Very beautiful poem... I like it.
Тацита 07.07.2009 12:59 • Заявить о нарушении