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Executions Oust The Silence
written by maledeth07:56 AM 1/24/05Flesh is tearing! The pain comes to baring.
The bitter cold of daggers bled out your deficiency.
Silence welcomes cries that spread the false epitome,
of pride, now raped with the knife I'm carrying!
Zig-zag, the swift atrocity. Impressive animosity that kills the weak so instantly.
My beloved peer as foe.
You're only left as prey to crows.
Now you know the differential between words and executions!
In my visions, I see....
I see my enemy expendable.
Deemed useless,
even worthless to a cannibal!
I'll see his mortality rot with him.
And break the silence with the flesh, masticated.
Oh, death is tearing. Shadows are glaring.
Over thr mortal weak that had lacked efficiency!
The words that he had spoken out incoherently,
become him and lay barren as the bloat of fallacy.
I!
Appease the silence, broken!
With the rape of mumbled dictation.
My dagger decorated in,
Red flesh, mastication.
Here comes the victory screams.
The loss of imitation.
I am the murder of illusion.
Words nulled by instinct execution. |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
HAte...lovely....must create, especially in poetic verse. Hope you all like it..and since I see alot of new people on here....welcome to zenhex.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Death Fairy (1-25-2005 - 05:41 AM)
| I love it. Its great just like all of your work.
-Ashley |
by Ephemeral-Euphoria (1-26-2005 - 02:59 PM)
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