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Its coming
Contributed by
dagonet
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Friday, 6th May 2005 @ 11:13:03 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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A twisted soul cowers in its own shadow,
For the creature inside no longer fears the light,
Into the eternal flame, to never return,
The blackened ceramics of your desecrated urn,
In death we are equal and freedom is given,
The separation is complete and all hope is shriven,
To arms cry the gods and the masses obey,
Upon the bones of the weak the strong will prey,
Destroy what you know for there is nothing left to learn,
Your faith is gone, your body now left to burn,
The beast was released and it was too strong,
The siren of death’s touch knows you waited too long,
Death affects all; it is a simple swift release,
The man and his soul, the puzzle and its piece,
Now it all has ended and all are set free,
In the crowd you see a smile, and you know that it is me.
Copyright ©
dagonet
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2005-05-06 11:13:03] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Its coming
(User Rating: 1 ) by MorningDove on
Friday, 6th May 2005 @ 04:11:08 PM AEST (User
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Unique concept. I personally don't believe in "Satan" anymore than I believe in "God". I do believe in a power higher than myself, just not the way man presents it. They turn more people away from religion than they ever convert. JMHO.
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