Mud Shovel

By maddog

Again it plays over in my mind these twisted thoughts of sick hatred,
Desires to finish what you have started
Decades of building destroyed in a moment of word.
Evil shadows my every move from know until my dying day.
Anger seething from every pore hostile ways punishes me in this eternal misery we have caused
Lost in this place created by creed and lies left to die
Blood shed the only remorse to this knot tied by sorrow
Only to be released by self indulged mutilation a rush of life to a nonexistent future.
My ways of ill will be here stepping upon your grave long after you have gone.
Eternally preying on your soul feeding this selfish vengeance now and forever

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© 2005 maddog
Published on Tuesday, October 18, 2005.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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