2 August 2007

Black Art
Black Poem 03
He stands in the dark, alone.
He looks out over the humanity,
He don't notice anything he want to have.
He wish that there was someone special,
Someone that really want's him.
He screams out his wish,
in the hope that someone will answer,
but its just quiet.
It falls a tear of blood from his eyes,
he want someone to just hold on to.
But were is everybody when he needs them?
They have completely vanished,
like they never was there.
The sorrow slowly consume his heart
He falls down,
dead by a broken heart.
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