Bodies dangling from the sky
Like swings on a summer day
The rapture left us all to cry
Captured in the sun lights ray
Spirits fly in circles, like bats
Rushing for a dwelling place
A dirty place full of restless rats
Like sparrows darting, keeping pace
They dance around hopelessly
Out of place, out of time
Don’t listen to the breeze
It deceives with its insanity
Creating disillusionment
Stirring up so much calamity
Demonic laughter carried
From place to place
Taking your hand in marriage
And carrying you endlessly
Over the pits of hell fearlessly
Out of place, out of time
~Hastywords December 2012
HASTYWORDS 
Those first two lines are so strong and so dark.
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But I added summers day lol
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i know but i think that contrast makes it darker
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Break out the death metal! You know, for fun I used to sing Enter Sandman as though I was Fred Schneider of the B-52s. Hi. Larious.
Sorry. I shouldn’t… this was very good.
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LOL I should have embedded that.
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OUTSTANDING, MY FRIEND, GREAT WORK…ajm
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Thank you 🙂
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Ahhh, sweet insanity, how I mis you.
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Such a beautiful and powerful poem, thank you for writing.
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Wow, its quite dark I love it…Good job 🙂
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That was a full insanity cyclone…
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Lovingly a spiritual kiss too your daughter and thee….
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