Delicious magnificent
beautiful decent
all my time wasted and my money spent
the forgotten damned to eternal hell
the last decent of her spell
torn between my eyes and the pages
of sandy empty faces
oh liars and empty spaces

stop the nightfall from coming
death is eternal numbing
what once you had is forever gone
your sand castle awaits
there will be no shiny gates

I’ve awaited this for soo long
too end all that is this wrong
with this world
and your the first to go
were i have been
deep into the darkest sin
a world were the sand
is my only sin

This poem was written/submitted by James Moore.