11 Nov 2009
Soul for sale
Bidding starts now.
Arise and take the vow.
One demolished soul,
totally out of control.
Take it or leave it.
It probably won’t fit.
So dare to take the chance?
Ready to drop all common sense?
A short description:
Fallen apart.
Broken into pieces.
Crumbled to dust.
And blown away,
by the sweet sensation of agony,
into the depths of oblivion.
No one?
To much at stake to come undone.
Think again, be clever.
Before it will be lost forever.
307 on November 12th, 2009 at 10:02
Nice poem!