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I'm the monster in your mind
up in flames and glowing bright
clawing out the mouth of hell
angry, scorched raw
escapee out of Tarturus
tortured flesh and blackened pus
itching to exact revenge
face a dripping maw.
A thousand footsteps echo in these empty corridors
invisible demon phalanx
advancing to your doors
spear tips glistening with orange toxins
seething to infect, what more do you expect
from the leader of the falledn
commander of the scum
lead the charge, scale the walls
boiling oil starts to fall
melting flesh off of their frames
yet theyre undeterred
grit your teeth, make your stand
protect your vital, sacred land
rise again from the ashes
majestic flaming bird.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

My good and evil manifest themselves in similar ways, often confusing themselves in twisted thought and skewed vision. I think this one kinda sucks, but Imma post anyway.

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Not_A_Somalian_Guy's picture

This is wonderful stuff ...

Although I get that your poems have the 'color's themes and I think I understand that ... but mayhaps .. would love to hear your reasoning behind them ...

If time permits.. do review a few of my poems .. would love to have an even-handed review .. :)


He who knoweth himself ... knoweth the world ....

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Oh gosh I find you

Oh gosh I find you fascinating! Well done mr poofs! Well done!


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