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A longing unfed desire burns within my chest



It seems so fitting that your poison couldn't put me to rest



A dream of greener day still resonates within my soul



Though throughout my days I seem to be losing control



Bleeding palms from grip far too tight



Why is it that undefinable pain strikes me before the stroke of midnight?



A living tale of beauty and the beast does surely chain



Art thou now finished with the massacre



Or just holding off until I've gone utterly insane



Spoken word now lacks its bind



The very veins in my neck must surely be outlined



Lay me now to rest torment no longer



For when I awake from my slumber the soul will become far stronger



An internal warfare bringing forth much destruction and waste



This is daily life, without victory am I faced



Beaten and torn, another day to fight once more



Until love passes through, this is all that I may ask for

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LadyZombie
05:12 Oct 25 2010

Beautiful :)

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NanaKiki
14:12 Oct 25 2010

I sense this poem was meant for another but could the true tormentor be closer to home? I loved it. Your work is wonderful.

~Kiki

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With each new day, a new disease comes with force



Taking to its hosts like cancer and leaving souls discourse



Minds too weak fall victim ever so silent



Whilst with others falling prey, attempt to deny it



So feeble now, no fight left within to cure the ailment



Doctors of old would surely seek impalement



Letting of blood giving no more than scars



Such fools they are, now praying to the stars



None left now to hear their cries



Even within the last breathe, still speaking only lies



A new age has come with promises they have changed



Looking deep within them, I can see they are still deranged



Ridicule another soul, blind them again with your hate



Spirit fully broken the children follow without debate



No longer may I sit and watch this world crumble



Destroying my enemies, unlike you, I will not be so humble



Time is of abundance, no need for me to rush



Each and every christian soul, I swear I will crush



Betrayed by their own, a slave too once was I



Growing into a man I saw through them as they lie



Making known now, my presence against them



Standing tall with the Master, and my brethren



You can never corrupt me again are the words that I speak



So delighted your book tells you to turn the other cheek



One for the knife, the other for the gun



Looking to the heavens, I see the angels run



And to the false god above I scream



Fuck you and your bastard son!