Twisted souls <br />covered in pain-engraved festers <br />devoured in darkness <br />Eroded away from maked-hatred <br />Past falls from your eyes <br />like blood, ruby danced, tears <br />your eyes stare endlessly emotionally <br />Your pity falls on the audacious <br />losers that schreech and howl <br />in pity forever in the lonesome boxes <br />live in <br />Twisted souls <br />Blind to the embezled pride <br />of the pain-strickened <br />survivors of the lost they so feasibly endured <br />twisted souls. <br />J.V.Boyd<br /><br />jeffrey boyd<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/twisted-souls/
