bitter bile slithers
across my dripping chin
anger seethes and rages
as my life slowly bends
Foul despair goads
a violent response
clattering blades sound as all hope is lost
Frigid rain chills
the spiderweb within
steaming hate and horror
once again begins
burn it all down
Smoking ruin
of a life
wasted on nothing
just spite


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Rated for the darker shades on the color wheel of life.
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clouds come in
to cast a shadow
between the sun or the moon
to give the eyes
and the soul
a rest
from upheaval
and perchance
to dream.
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