Red-black Skies

Red-black Skies

A Poem by [Happy Alligator Sex]

ever feel the need to prove yourself?


Always going, always showing worth,

Rejection? Not knowing? Which is worse?

To give up, under red-black sky?

Never! Better to die!

Through the Darkness after would be a blessed rest…

For there, I’d need no best…

© 2008 [Happy Alligator Sex]

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Added on February 8, 2008


[Happy Alligator Sex]
[Happy Alligator Sex]

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