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There is no other mystery, than the mystery of oneself, relinquishing all hope to that of guilt.

Be careful what you reap
it’s bound to you forever
stitches shall they seep
sealed with the flame
of candles, may they hear
these screams will drive
but sane is not them
wax be their tears tonight.

Categories: Poetry
Tags: #Life

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  • moondustwriter . June 26, 2013 . Reply

    I love the image you create in this poem Brad. I’ve got screaming in the background, something oozing through stitches, hot wax tears and somewhere lurking is a reaper. Very nice

    Hey don’t know if you’ve ever visited this site but I think you would be inspired by the writing of the writers at Pen of the Damned http://penofthedamned.com.

    • (Author) Bradley Howington . June 26, 2013 . Reply

      Thank you ever so much Leslie. You put it together perfectly. Grim has been showing up a lot lately in my work. I’ve not heard of this website before, but I will check it out. Thank you for sharing! 🙂

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