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The Modern End |
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Jay2626 New Member
since 2007-04-29
Posts 4 |
This poem i wrote can reach in deep and help anyone, let it be so for yourself. The Modern End I control it, I destroy it. Take this control you hold Take this destruction you behold That was… Misdirected Manifested Destiny of my own. A god of my myself. A life of my own. I will no longer pursue your dark command I will no longer bow to your ignorant wrath I have twisted my love for you into my hatred I have twisted my hatred for you into my fuel I have became this. Before you I stand the principle of love made flesh To rejoice at the time of your death Reborn to present justice to the world of the simple minded For your fundamental twisted life has already been decided. The anger in your voice, the flare in your eyes. Are but toys ....Will never accept… Say it … Do it … Wreath the hatred! Lie to me! Steal from me! Cloud your moral foundation of life to bring my demise… I am the subtractive force to your efforts… ...You don’t need to…. Lets talk about generosity Lets talk about all the lies I see In ten years where will I be? In ten years I will be me. I will be my own god. My ideals are not for you to see I live by my own moral deed. I rejoice in The Modern End of what was. Only essence of ((your name here)) remains. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Welcome to Pips. After reading this twice, I am still unclear as to ?who? needs to be healed; though I suspect all humans need a healing episode at least once per lifetime. |
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