Dry blood oozes slowly,
Approaching like lazy death,
Like the devil's wicked grin
Spreading 'cross the path.
Fire, flames, the horrid games,
The darkness seeping fear,
An icy tear falls silently.
In Hell, a spot so mere.
the Pirate Queen wrote:Dry blood oozes slowly,
Approaching like lazy death,
Like the devil's wicked grin
Spreading 'cross the path.
Fire, flames, the horrid games,
The darkness seeping fear,
An icy tear falls silently.
In Hell, a spot so mere.
Fire, flames, the horrid games,These lines are my favorite.
The darkness seeping fear,
Approaching like lazy death,I don't quite get what you mean by lazy death.This poem reminded me of " The legend of sleepy hollow." I think you did a great job Fiction.

xX_white_shadow_Xx wrote:Approaching like lazy death
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