Light Out

Bloodied oceans

leak from their sour mouths as

death rises to their eyes

 

A long journeyed sould

drifts helplessly through the dark as

the sun never seems to rise

 

Opaque light

splashes the irridiscent dark to

oblivion as the clouds

wisk on by

 

          May God have mercy on your sould for what you have done

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