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Free verse № 110532

Creator of Filth

Member since 2002 · Posted 14 Aug 2004 · 1 comment

Howling winds changing course Blinded by an eye Execute with no remorse Lie after lie Never ending rage Inherent or brought With great energy you wage Instigated naught Swirling clouds of perpetual hate Festering as they grow Why must you continue to create Such a vile, sinister flow?

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[6] MacFrantic 15-Aug-04/1:06 AM Reply
What is this about? Your sister's period? Whatever. *6*