Dust, in Labyrinthine Echoes,
Haunting Madness from my Hands,
Dripping Life from Me to Those Unliving,
As Rain Pours down as Ice to Captive lands,
This Life, Draining from me, New Breath is Giving;
Yet as the Darkness Slips from Quagmire Sour,
Rife in Perplexity Waits the Midnight Hour.
~Morgan~
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Amazing Original Artwork by: Barbara Florczyk
Dripping in the spirit of the dead 🙂
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the picture realy kinda creeped me out actually LOL 🙂
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New Breath is Giving, beautiful! Love it.
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I do try to give a LIGHT or LOVE or HOPE twist to most things I write 😉 Thanks Ever so!
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How can you write something do dark and make it sound so beautiful!
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LOL aww…honestly, I don’t know
🙂 Thank you EVER so, Tho 🙂
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chilling, gripping, beautiful 🙂
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A Fantastic combination 🙂 Thank YOU!!!
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Reblogged this on georgeforfun.
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beautiful, Morgan
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🙂 I love that so many people are saying this is Beautiful, when its still rather a dark poem. That truly means so very much to me 🙂 Thank YOU!!!
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Darkness is a part of life, but it doesn’t mean it has to be UGLY. It’s also not always the words, but HOW IT GRIPS a heart, a soul and the overall person. Your emotion overflows from your words which flow straight from your heart and soul.
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🙂 🙂 🙂
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Goodness, that was like reading an entire epic in just a few lines. Absolutely LOVED it.
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Oh My Goodness 🙂 I am honoured, Elizabeth! Thank You Ever So Much !
Many Many Blessings, Friend ~
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