War
3 April, 2004
Author: Scorpio
So divine, entricate, dressed in rage
It would be a treat to be let out of the cage
Slaughter into merciless blood craved kill
Followers of this leader would be consumed by their chill
Sights not a mortal can be worthy to know
The ones who survive merely choke on the flow
Sleek and careless with easy murderous ways
If hatred were so strong, the hunt would last for several days
War to feed those who slaughter to the bone
The rest aren't so lucky, simply to die all alone
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Lori (10.4.215.112) -- Thursday, October 27 2005, 04:19 pm This remind me of sitting in a dark room with one candle lit and u reading it |
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