Monday, February 12, 2007

Done

What you have done,
What have you ruined?
Miasmas of sickness, as feelings disappear.
Once we savored innocence,
Innocent and wide-eyed,
But your thirst paled.
.
A rancorous morass of odium.
Memories follow bone,
Follow death,
Love condemned.
In a torrent of vengeance,
I condemn you.

3 comments:

etain_lavena said...

O me gosh!!!!* BIG EYES STARING AT SCREEN*

Novel Nymph said...

I was just feeling like this about someone...no kidding!

SENSATIONAL!!!

Inconsequential said...

thankyou both.

done is done :)