Poems from rOM
Where was he?
Forsee the dream I once would flee my skin to bleed
Where was he
When the demons wearing innocent smiles came crashing in...
You will see me on the street
You may not know who I am
But chances are, I probably hate you
I can't help if I'm 'evil'
I just am
And I...
The pump squeezes more of the fluid
Crimson in appearance
It is a soft thing
The heart beats soft
But a machine is a machine
And a heart...
The Sun has died this night.
But stay awake, for now the day has slipped away
May the Moon make one last run
For tonight, the stars have...
It moves again, with a single bound it appears to dance without the wind. The sound of a roar echoes in the woods. Not man, nor monster,...