It’s a hold over again, the words though are for you

Skull, in yellow

The black eyes of burning to take to them the flames of hope

In a dark cast evening the fire made good

A thing to be screamed at

Unless you are the corrupted type

Who sees not the skull burning

But the black eyes that ignite

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One thought on “It’s a hold over again, the words though are for you

  1. Ya know, after watching The Human Centipede last night, I didn’t think it was possible to be more creeped out. I was wrong. That image reminds me of a gimp mask made out of a paper bag. EWWW.
    The prose is awesome, though.

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