Twisted

Twisted

A Poem by Kyle Killera

 

Bright lights

Sharp turns

Sleepy killer

 

Cold storms

New eyes

Tormenting stare

 

Hate falls

She cries

I die

© 2009 Kyle Killera


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Few words,
yet intense.

""Cold storms
New eyes""

events so tormenting,
they peel back your eyelids screaming,
" can you see me yet !? "

""Hate falls
She cries
I die""

cryptic pain..



Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on August 14, 2009
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Kyle Killera
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I'm a dirtbiker with an ambition to go pro. I play bass guitar for a band called Moon's Blood. I love a girl named SueAnne and I write most of the music to her songs. My favorite thing to eat.. more..

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