Mercy O' Me

Published by: Depth Writer on 2nd Feb 2017 | View all blogs by Depth Writer

Mercy o' me


Fallen being with timid timepiece


Drowning in a sea of black liquid


Hell's flames quick to reassemble


the potent potion of harmful words.


Quickly, they are drawn, swords from chariots fire


wicks in a box of dreams, sullen, saddened faces


commence in half- empty ships, sun up, running


free, wild savages break me in two, torn beauty


Tears spew from the chivalry, the dark eyes drowning


deep into the shades of sky, the birth of hatred spilling


from waterfall cheeks, and leaves its grave of death.



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