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Scarlet Silver

A Poem

By Wulfwaru the Lonely WriterPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Love is a killer with dangerous smile,

Murdering its victims with delight,

Dark is here, out with the daylight,

Like a serpent it spits venom in spite with effortless guile,

It is burning but cannot kill,

In this nightmare, I still have my mind and will,

Here the creature was baptized with a perfect name,

Doubting one by one, alone without himself with nothing to claim,

Scarlet under the moonlight silver,

Be the one to laugh the last, in this barren world so vast,

Snow white tears in the mid of winter,

Born as an outcast, destined to be iconoclast,

Take my dream, in your tears I'll drown,

I'll be nowhere to be found.

sad poetry
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Wulfwaru the Lonely Writer

I'm an aspiring writer who has nothing better to do than write.

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