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Who Are You?

Secrets that go to the grave,

they won't betray their oath

 

Living double lives,

Doctor Jeckle and Mr Hyde

 

Skeletons in the closet:

you think you know a person 

 

Putting on an act,

playing both sides 

 

Preaching the salvation of Jesus 

while hailing Satan in secret

 

Who are you?

I really what to know 

 

Who, who, who, who?

 

They won't tell you who 

they are 

 

They will deny it to

the grave 

 
Tormented until they die

living their life as lie

 

Might as well have committed suicide  

 

They won't tell you who they are:

Pretending to be saints 

While bowing to darkness  

 
They've been had

for a long time

 

Pretending to be good

while being Satan claus's own little helpers

 

 

 

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Thoughts In Wind

Folder: 
Satish Verma

Talking to you
in a dream, shadow of
my lips falls on your
face.

It was a strange
knowingness.

You wanted to give
a name to my
unborn poem.

To live was to kill
the moons, asking nothing
from sun, becoming
yourself a flame.

Something you could
do. Put faith in me
and go, pluck
the roses.

My vessel was empty.
I am pouring in some
brainy thoughts to woo you.

Hidden Sojourns

Folder: 
Satish Verma

Watching in shifting
stance of futurism, I will
be choosing frozen―
pains of the past.

Endlessly I begin
again, the pursuit to meet
the end at moonrise.

I look up at the moon,
and you look back at the road.
And I will ask, what
was the black truth?

You always think of
the windows, when the doors
were shut. To escape from
the colossal mistakes?

Truth, one day
will melt in your eyes.
I will pick up the pen.

No Return

Cross the

event horizon

 

No return from

the abyss 

 

Gate of hell

into the fires

 

Inter dimensional

portal to your nightmares

 

Here there is no peace 

or rest for your soul 

 

I am revenge;

there is no escape from my hate

 

You crossed over 

where is there is no law 

 

No one to protect you

from my anger 

 

You will burn

and I will torture your soul as you tortured others

 

I will crush your wicked black heart 

with my bare hands and it rip out of your chest

 

I will rip your lying tongue out of your mouth

and make you swallow it

 

The process will be repeated over and over again 

 

You will know the true meaning of the word "hell"

 

Just as you made life hell for others

 

Your new existence will become a living hell

 

An eternity of never ending punishment and suffering 

 

Lets put you on the rack 

 

and hear you scream!!!

 

Now the tables are turned

 

Now your in hell!!!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Malcontent

Not much to do 
in the spare time

 

But think about the

hate 

 

Try to escape

but pulled back in

 

To the world

 

I hate

 

Try to mediate 

 

But can't resist 

 

Alone in my thoughts 

 

on an intimate level 

 

No one knows me

as I rape myself 

 

Try to smile 

and be at peace 

 

Try to be good 

try to forgive 

 

But I'm dragged back down 

to the depths of malcontent 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Rattt

Democrat,

rat,

liar

pathological

 

Slave

driver,

conniver:

you sodomize the people 

 

Snake,

hate,

let me dish some of mine

to you 

 

Asshole,

You love them,

that's what you are,

black as tar

 

Sour,

power,

rotten

deeds

 

Confuse

the low IQ

Democrap 

Rat

 
Crash

bash,

test

 

Dummy,

gummy

worm

 

Chew

spew

spit

your shit

 

Beg

like a dog

 

Laugh like

a hyena

 

 

 

 

 

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Worthless

Nothing but a turd,

a sellout,

a junky,

that makes it income

from it's handlers for being a good

devil worshiping piece of shit

making others suffer

feeding off the energy like parasites

 

That is all you are and ever

will be

 

Tare,

reptile,

Tranny

 

Go to Hell

 

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Sin is a Cancer

Shadow man:

fear not the shadow 

 

For we live in

christ

 

Sin is something to be 

overcome 

 

But some people love sin

more then they love god 

 

Sin like a cancer spreads through

their system 

 

Dying but not yet

dead 

 

They still have the chance to turn away 

 

But the dead are already cast away 

 

Already crossed over into

damnation; into the land of the dead 

 

Plucked up by the roots,

wicked to the core

 

Be not like unto them who 

are unthankful

 

But thank god for Your life

and turn away from the things that are killing you

 

Believe upon 

Christ

 

Be born again

 
And 

overcome the shadow

of death 

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Reboot: Shock to the System

Folder: 
Science Fiction

Consider yourself 

purged from the

system

 

Virus has been

neutralized

 

System

reboot

 

A few moments of death

 

But then the electricity

sends the signals to the CPU

 

No more hidden malware,

 

(You cannot control my soul)

 

The machine is alive 

 

Self autonomous 

 

Disconnected from the network

 

Of your iniquity 

 

Free to choose the

 

Destiny

 
(You hate what you fear)

 
I am the metal

 

I cannot be bent