orchestrated ministry

orchestrated ministry

A Poem by ClockWork GRIMM

Broken asunder. . Unfettered confidence lining my broken granite pathway I felt her snakebitten breaths. Unatoned in abstinent shades of red. Now I know we are cursed... your delicate razors tell gods secrets torn asunder on my eyes. Nights blurred for my broken eyes. Black to the brim pooling with unlashed emptiness. .. nevertheless untamed. Tattooed with the geometric designs of an old soul...

I AM. I KNOW. I HAVE BEEN DRIVEN UNDER.

BY THE WATERY FLAMES OF HER....

© 2014 ClockWork GRIMM


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ClockWork GRIMM
ClockWork GRIMM

alto pass, IL



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I'm a writer by the name of GRIMM and have been a screenwriter, Author, as well as Painter and etc... I use a pseudonym because I have had troubles with people whom were offended by my stories and wor.. more..

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