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Mackerel Eyes

Contributed by Smigit on Tuesday, 8th June 2010 @ 04:17:45 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

A yearning within the crash of life.
The darkness is coming.
Twists of blue and foamy white.
Too bad the darkness is coming.

Blackness was plugged,
but still it seeps out.
Bearing with it a war of attrition.
Sucking the red from our veins
with a smile,
life of the Lamb enveloped in ash.
And as waves turned oil slick wash by,
shattered tears of the living shall thrive,
work of men on shore will die
And day by day
We will wait for an answer.

Continuous barrels of crude pounding in our lungs.
Eyes strung out
In bleak desperation.
Openly bled,
we look towards the surface.
The darkness is coming…

“Please help us” I pray,
But we all lay crippled,
in a daze.
Keeping our screams contained as their game of monotony
Is played.-
And day by day
We will wait for an answer.

As contrast fades
our tendons snap.-
The hallowed graves fill.

Copyright Â© Smigit ... [ 2010-06-08 16:17:45]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Mackerel Eyes (User Rating: 1 )
by NewShakespeare on Wednesday, 9th June 2010 @ 06:28:00 AM AEST
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Good one.

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