Trapped

Trapped

A Poem by demon_days

Traitor time drops dead... suffocation
Mind's smack-like craving for sensation
Inner pulsars spitting madness
In the sweat washed streets of Hades
Phnom Penh, an echo of Pompeii
Fried in coffin slumber, I stomp insane


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© 2012 demon_days


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Added on March 9, 2012
Last Updated on March 17, 2012