# Beautiful Waistland

Author: Nuori Susi
Tags: Death, Depressing, Poem, Sad, perspective

#6 of poems

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Darkness creeps across the sky.

Singing birds fall, crash and die.

Their blood makes a beautiful scene.

Death and decay, blood and steam.

I walk in a waistland.

Of my own creation.

Smiling as i see, the world of damnation.

I wish their was someone i could show.

Without them crying, and weeping their woe.

Darkness creeps across the sky.

A promise of death.

In the guise of a lie.

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/beb986O1
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