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Warrior syndrome
By weyvern
Death to betrayers and feel my wrath
All you faithless who dare cross my path.
Face me with arrow, sword or staff
Try your hardest and watch me laugh!
Blood and sweat and countless trying
To oppose my power end up crying
Tears of salty despair they’re buying
Time with a cry “sympathy”! Pleading
But no emphasising will stop the bleeding!
I cant stop, wont stop, till I stop needing
Sweet relief through malice and death!
Peace in the sound of a last shuddering breath!
Life leached from betrayers …feel…wrath
Tortured…faithless…blood across my path.
Faced with arrow, beaten with sword…staff
Trying my hardest to force a laugh.
Blood, sweat, tears, from desperate trying.
They oppose my power…cant stop crying.
In every attackers death I’m only buying
More time for misery, I am pleading
For peace, empathy, stop my bleeding!
I cant stop, wont stop till I stop needing
Sweet relief through malice and death!
Peace in the sound of my last shuddering breath…
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© 2006 weyvern
Published on Tuesday, May 30, 2006.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Warrior syndrome"
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On Thursday, October 5, 2006, Myrrhkuri the fallen one
(94)
wrote:
awesome! I love things that remind me of Medieval times...
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A former member wrote:
sweet
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On Sunday, June 4, 2006, veingo
(526) wrote:
I agree with Guillotine. The repeated rhyme seemed forced at first, but in the end it came together nicely. Well done. ^V^
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On Tuesday, May 30, 2006, Alanarchy
(1168) wrote:
I feel this way when I'm playing fightnight. I'm a stone-cold tigah.
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On Tuesday, May 30, 2006, Guillotine
(168) wrote:
The last stanza imporved the overall image of this poem, at first I wasnt sure where it was going but you wrested my interest back which is a rare thing. Looking firward to seeing more from you.
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