Mob Boss
June 13th, 2013, 10:24 PM
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Only your ears hear the soft voices
Tip-toeing down the hall
When the dark becomes a blanket of forces
Your eyes paint the decaying images on the wall
A look of horror sewn on your flawed face
Screams spilling from your lips
When phantoms in your mind become your reality
And reality but a short-lived trip
You no longer recognize the sweet nectar that is your own name
But I am the one who loved you when you went insane
http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7czcraIHU1qj7lb4o1_400.gif
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I literally wrote this poem just for the gif below it. I saw that gif and loved it, so this is what the gears in my brain went to work and created. Somewhat sloppy, but it took me less than 10 minutes to write so I'm satisfied with it. Thanks for reading any and everyone.
Only your ears hear the soft voices
Tip-toeing down the hall
When the dark becomes a blanket of forces
Your eyes paint the decaying images on the wall
A look of horror sewn on your flawed face
Screams spilling from your lips
When phantoms in your mind become your reality
And reality but a short-lived trip
You no longer recognize the sweet nectar that is your own name
But I am the one who loved you when you went insane
http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m7czcraIHU1qj7lb4o1_400.gif
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.
I literally wrote this poem just for the gif below it. I saw that gif and loved it, so this is what the gears in my brain went to work and created. Somewhat sloppy, but it took me less than 10 minutes to write so I'm satisfied with it. Thanks for reading any and everyone.