Ominous Poetry: Abysmal - Pale horse

in poetry •  3 years ago 


the things that shroud the movement
seemed sewn into these little drawings


secrets are told right through our dark grace

  • each and every as a cold patience of the grave

then interrupted by a current disaster took the silenced papers as their only consort

many I know took that subtle atmosphere

  • each and every as a cold patience of the grave

that image of them peacefully disappears carried away by the pale horse under the invisible moonlight

 

Attribution: post cover and lyrics are mine

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