You’re right.
No matter how many times you’re cut down...
How many times your skin is torn...
How many times you slit your wrists...
How many times your bones get crushed...
You always come back to life.
But the pain is the same, always the same.
And every time you’re killed, you taste it again and again...
The same horrible suffering...
The same agonizing pain...
How tragic.
Eternal agony,
With no peace...
With no rest...
With no death to put an end to it.
A painful monster,
A pitiful...
Wretched fiend...
Like me.














Comments
I love reading this style of peotry. Do some more in English for me? Kay?
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"When the rich wage war,
it's the poor who die"-Linkin Park
Well actually isn't poetry, is prose *I'm really bad at poems*
I will do my best!
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If life gives you lemons, squeeze them into people's eyes!!
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"When the rich wage war,
it's the poor who die"-Linkin Park
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If life gives you lemons, squeeze them into people's eyes!!
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I am a sinner in the shadows,
I am vengeance and rage,
I am forsaken by god,
I am the master of carnage.
I am the lord of demise,
Keeper of secrets and lies,
I am the decent of fallen,
Alone from this void I rise.
~The Indocile Apostle~
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If life gives you lemons, squeeze them into people's eyes!!
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If life gives you lemons, squeeze them into people's eyes!!
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"When the rich wage war,
it's the poor who die"-Linkin Park
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