Six

Darkness abound,
Chaos blatant,
So rejoices death.
Dying angels,
Smarting spirits,
In this cacophony
Of silent extirpation,
My demons seek
strife,
Perveyors of demises,
Deathly devils,
Are fulfilled.
In this annihilation
Of aspirations,
Revels my soul,
Finding bliss,
In this everlasting,
Quietude.

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I am a young poet who likes to write dark poetry. Please do read and please do give feedback.
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