InsanityA Poem by Tracey Hays
Far and deep below the ground,
A sinister creature can be found. Hideous and frightening its facial expression, Flesh and blood its prime obsession. Hark and you will hear him calling, A leaf from a tree falling, falling. Look to the east, there wakes that beast. In his hand, the entrails and organs of a man. He now stands before you, but how he adores you. But in the blink of an eye, he did fly. And he is not there but where. Is this a dream, what could it mean? © 2008 Tracey Hays |
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Added on March 23, 2008 Last Updated on March 24, 2008 AuthorTracey HaysAboutMusic, Guitar, Keyboards, Mythology, History, Poetry, Nature, Writing, Philosophy. more.. |

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