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The End Of Plea
written by maledeth08:57 AM 1/9/05Running from miasma that your eyes will never know!
Sweating off the plea as you go, fucking go!
Stumble down the fields of a thickened black trough.
As I have come to feed upon the glory you never hold.
You mumble out the prayers for me!
Some stupid words that I can never be!
Just give in to the simply insane!
Wither out to the giving of pain!
Look at me and tell me if I hold for you mercy?
Serve you out a wink and comes animosity!
Piss attests to fear while your face is pale in glow!
Streaming down like pride stripped nude, from head to toe.
Crying out your plea, I so love to keep you in vain.
This is your prize for the coming age of the insane..
Seal victimization with grotesqueries.
Your last words will remain nothing but amenity.
Your corpse is just but one, what I need!
Save yourself the words and stay to breathe.
A nightly chill keeps spirit still, with the coming fall of victims all! Fuck you! You filthy fucking craven bastards! |
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Felt like writing a poem....wrote one..i'm done!Comment, lament, repent...so on. [ View maledeth's Profile ] [ Go to the Poetry Portal ] This Poem has been viewed 372 times
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