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Friday,Sep 5 2008, 02:34:28 AM~TASTE OF GREED~

A STATE OF MIND TO A SUICIDAL'S HOLD
INSTINCT TO BEAT THE LOSS OF CONTROL
LOVE, HATE AND MURDER...MY BLOOD IS NOT IMMUNE
PARANOID PSYCHOTIC, DEMENTED PERSONALITY...AN EMOTIONAL SOCIOPATH INSIDE OF ME AND YOU
 
MY PASSION FOR VIOLENCE WILL NEVER BE CONTAINED
TWISTED, SHATTERED, VICTIMIZED...MORBID EVERLASTING TO REIGN
SADISTIC EXCITEMENT, AN OBSESSION BEYOND YOUR IMAGINATION'S VIEW
ABSORBINGLY MASTICATING, FEEDING ON A PART OF YOU
 
PENETRATING, EXECUTION, DETERIIORATING TO COMPREHEND
HOLLOW, ALL BUT A THOUGHT IN THE END
ERASING YOU AND ALL OF WHAT HAS BEEN
FEAR ECHOS AND BLEND FROM THE CARCASS WITHIN
 
RAGING UNCONTROLLED
WAITING TO UNFOLD
ESCAPE NOT WHEN BREATH TURNS COLD
WITH EACH HOUR TO EMPOWER, I BREAK ANOTHER MOLD
 
YOU SEE NOT THE DEPTHS OF ME
BEHIND THE EYE'S THAT BLEED
WITHIN THE SOUL, TORTURED TO FLEE
THESE LIPS SMILE FROM THE TASTE OF GREED

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10/8/2009 7:16 PMHmmmmm...

ContractPlumber
Tim 108, Columbus, Ohio, United States
While the overtones of this poem are quite dark and somewhat foreboding, it's eloquently written and thought provoking. I'm not much of a fan of rhyme and meter any more, but the symmetry of your prose is very nice. Well done, Darlin'!
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