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One Step at a Tomb


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The Dark Angel is back

with a heart turned to black

and wings to match as a matter of fact.

Her darker side pulsing and her blackened soul still in tact

they tried to destroy her and leave her for dead

while visions of hatred danced in their heads.

A final breath one can not take

it’s all for nothing to forsake

bring me the dark and bring me the light

she has a strong will and desire to fight

one step at a tomb

she calls out in the night.

She’s dark, she’s hungry and ready to write.

They killed her off once

as she hung from her swing

Gothic, morbid and a little obsessed

the soul inside, it can not rest

reach for the heart and rip it right out

one step at a tomb

 she’ll scream out loud and won’t mess about.

The lustful dead, the carnevil clown

gnaw into your brain when they come into town.

A life time of dread, for the better off dead

the sky turns dark, the river runs red

the dawn will break for those who have bled

the pain felt inside, like an ax to the head

sewen back together with the blackest of thread

she’ll sip on their blood with her daily bread.

Step to her lightly

watch where you tread

disturb her soul and you’ll share space with the dead

she sees all but says nothing

your trivial pursuits, they mean nothing

you matter to her not

as you sit there you’ll rot

try to become her

you’ll lose every battle fought

choose your path lightly

you’ll learn every lesson taught.

One trick ponys and little girl screams

she sees all the bullshit and trite little schemes

she’s aware of your deviance and your requiem of extremes

look straight up to the blackened sky

where the darkened beast sends all her regimes.

You keep coming at her

you never back off

she laughs at your clinging

your constant sniffing around

your own originality just can not be found

where would you be if you copied her not

decaying in the pit she put you in as she left you there to rot.

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Original written work of Gillian A. Gibson Copy Right Protected by the Crimson Vaults 2015

Original written work of Gillian A. Gibson Copy Right Protected by the Crimson Vaults 2015

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3 responses

  1. This is a blast, Sister Jilly! Hell, it would make a killer – and unique – rap. You rocked it!

    Liked by 2 people

    October 26, 2015 at 11:15 PM

  2. Cutting Edge Jill Firing On All Cylinders !

    Like

    February 21, 2016 at 5:22 PM

  3. Crimson Quintessence

    Naturally I will, considering I wrote this six months ago. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    March 14, 2016 at 7:51 PM

Thank you for Visiting with love JillyG

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