Truly, madly, deeply

I can change
Bigger in size,
The devil wakes
Deep inside.
Hitting the roof
With my feelings,
My voice roars
Around the ceiling.
There is no calm
There’s only red,
Danger spilling
From tears bled.
It’s time to wake
Or time to sleep,
An explosive curse
Feeling too deep.


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14 Responses to Truly, madly, deeply

  1. Mr. Militant Negro says:

    Reblogged this on The Militant Negroβ„’.

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  3. DeathWriter says:

    Awesome read.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Coyote from Orion says:

    Great to see you again. Thank you πŸ’šπŸ’š

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  5. edcwriting says:

    The energy that comes from you!

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