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The Bearer
| Open Poetry #30 |
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The Bearer |
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WannabePoet Member
since 2003-12-10
Posts 62New York USA |
The fire builds inside It burns The Bearer Spitting flames of anger At all who come nearer It craves release Wants to be set free Do not get close Or you will see His wrath will surely spill Onto the undeserving The Bearer wonders Is life worth preserving? To kill and maim That is The Bearers chore To bring others pain Of that you can be sure The burden grows heavy The Bearer grows weak He craves the white light Not to be teased by a peek That loss of all thought When the body takes over Total destruction is wrought The Bearer shows no remorse He makes his decisions And lives with the cost Who will be the victim? The lucky winner To be so graced with fury By this Charming Sinner |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
This was an awesome story. I totally got in to it. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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