Poem 01, by Home-made Snuff Movie
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with poison coated fingers
you picked up my flesh,
and devoured it peice by peice
in the end i am nothing
a ghost in the shell,
rendered both powerless and weak
with poison coated fingers
you took up my soul,
consuming one bit at a time,
and all i can hope,
here in this veign of Hell,
is your existance is as futile as mine. |
Posted: 2006-11-16 09:54:01 UTC |
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2006-12-19 05:07:55 | User |
Well..I am somewhat drawn to your poems..short yet it speaks a lot.. |