Rot
In your own filth
Unkempt, inebriated
Wallow
In pathetic, pitiful
Self-loathing
Self-destruct
In slow valium-induced sleep
Or die quick, slash your wrists
Surrender
To my venom
As old as your dark heart
I am
more lethal than plague
Deadlier than the bloodiest war
I am
A monster
A wrathful god
I am love
2 comments:
awesome..
some sense it made..!
keep blogging!
Umm.. thanks for droppping by.
Wrote something with the same title: http://thresholdofmoksha.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html
I am reading soem more on your blog.
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