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Hear me now...if thy words could give thee pleasure some how.
I'd rip the heart from your breast,
drip free all your tenderness
til it runs red
in passion
in ruin
Do you know what you have done?!
Or is it by your own greed that you believe you've won..
Know that the body is weak,but soul is strong
it can never be contained
By the cricking of my thumb
something truly wicked this way comes
keep taking til nothings left
but the demon
the anger
You've given me a mirror,and I see
is the reflection of darkness
you created in me
My soul has changed
its no longer sweet
its gruesome and ugly
but will never admit defeat
I just want to be free
and its freedom I shall have.
- by Ghoulish Gourd |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/01/2011 |
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- Title: Song of the Troll Warrior.
- Artist: Ghoulish Gourd
- Description: A poem..thing,I wrote early this morning when angry.There are a few lines in here that you may recognize,because they are how I feel.....or how anyone may feel when their pain and anger has built up to a certain point. I do not expect a good rating and really don't care if you give me one or not...but like many people,it's simply enough just to get what's on your mind out,especially when its hard to speak with your mouth.
- Date: 05/01/2011
- Tags: song troll warrior
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Ghoulish Gourd - 05/21/2011
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Cheers :3
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- Dephy - 05/21/2011
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very determined :3
you get your point across and its very clear you will have your way.
nicely done. 4/5 :3 - Report As Spam