Souls will never rest,
the damned will be dead,
skies will be filled with rain,
the October sky stained with red,
the forbidden dagger,
lies in the back of mine,
souls stay listening in,
yearning for the darkness,
waiting for revenge.
Poetry
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I am normally not drawn to dark poetry because I am not a fan of the horror genre. But I think that this poem has some unique artistic elements and I enjoyed the imagery that you portrayed.