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Sadistically, yours.
By Kurashu
I am but a stain
On robes of perfect ivory
The whole masterpiece
Thrown out into trash
I am left abandoned
Alone on the streets of loathing
Dwelling in alleyways
The ravenous hunger takes
An aberrant sight to behold
Man feasting on the flesh of his fellows
But as the wolf claws to be released
I submit to his abhorred voice
There's nothing human left in me
Not a shard of civility remains
The monster is free to roam
And hate shall provide his speed
With nothing left to live for
I am left with only to die
Hunger and madness take root
Lashing out at everything around
Invariably, I destroy
Anything I care to touch
Or even conceive in my mind
The very thought disgusts me
The entropic laws of man
Rusting and decayed
The ravenous hunger has consumed
And a nation lays in havoc
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© 2007 kurashu
Comments on "Sadistically, yours."
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On Sunday, May 24, 2009, Mylissa
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wrote:
I like how you write...especially this one. Excellent.
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On Saturday, August 18, 2007, Dancing_Monkey
(1246) wrote:
I sometimes stain my robes to. nah, this si a good write, realy I like it
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A former member wrote:
You know what I think of this one. Hahaha.
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On Wednesday, August 15, 2007, NikesRain
(1298) wrote:
a running swift feel to the reading of this, dark and intense... causes the mind to snap awake then contemplate the journey....
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A former member wrote:
this was just a beautiful poem to me. perfectly worded. and very emotional. nicely done. ~ hdb.
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