Thursday, October 27, 2011

Altar ego

It started with Hearts and Souls
to lose both was intended by the
one who had a hold of them both.

A poem to write with the heart
that was never treated right.A
soul to break,now no more to take.

A altar ego has found her way to
me, Sinfully Alive is what her
name shall be.

Dressed in a black scarf,nothing
to wear underneath. Her skin hit
by the breeze, nothing to see.

New friends to find,old ones still
not to know underneath who hides.A
girl of power,one who writes of the
black power.

The devil hides in her soul,taking
by the man who destroyed her so. A
new fate shall be hers,heartless as
everyone has made of me.

Everything is now in black and white
the colors of life to always hide.She
can feel safe now, her altar ego her
only friend.Sinfully alive she will be
in the end..no more misery to fend

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