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The Immortal Hog
Contributed by
slayer_015
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Thursday, 5th February 2004 @ 02:17:49 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Life is a vampire,
Forever feeding its gluttonous hunger,
On the ripe vein of human innocence.
Biting and tearing,
It wallows like an immortal hog,
In the slop of our wasted youth.
Its teeth,
Honed razor sharp on perversion and death,
Feign a demon-like smile,
As you feel the last of your scarred emotions,
Slip quietly into the nothingness of nonexistance.
Now,
You have become what life desired,
Alone you stand,
Peering into the vast eternal night,
Knowing,
That life has truly created another soulless freak.
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slayer_015
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2004-02-05 02:17:49] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The Immortal Hog
(User Rating: 1 ) by EternitysLyre on
Thursday, 5th February 2004 @ 05:44:21 AM AEST (User
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You shouldn't have posted it if it wasn't comeplete; you've left me demanding for the rest! Well, anyway, I don't think anyone has considered life as an odd-toed ungulate, but it your words do it in. Amazing.
A question: Is life controlling us, or are we distorting life?
"To think is to jest, for the truth is the best."
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Re: The Immortal Hog
(User Rating: 1 ) by Vitreous_Soul on
Thursday, 5th February 2004 @ 07:24:44 AM AEST (User
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Now that's what I call dark. The horrid picture you paint and call life in this poem is mind-numbingly good. Everything comes through crystal clear, especially the line "Honed razor sharp on perversion and death."
I like your style, I will be waiting for the next part!
Truly,
-V.S. |
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