Steven Harris


Dance With The Devil - Poem by Steven Harris

Time means age
the future is too far to see
lonely person too deep to find
lost in shadows, lost in the dark
no understand, no existance
nobody knows you
to shy to make contact
time creeps up on you
the sand falls through
the world moves forward
the hours pass by
growing out of touch
losing sight of the times
clowns laugh in your face
a face you cant remember
you window to life fades away
and the more your forgotten
lost in the shadows
forgotten in time
your time is up
so lets die and dance with the devil up high.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 22, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, March 22, 2013


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