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ANGRY POEM

I am on a quest to write an angry poem and before I start to write this poem probably the pen is going to fuse with my finger tips and become one with my hand joined at the wrist. listening to this poem is a risk, charged up rain clouds will be circling above my pen getting ready for a storm and electrical balls will be jumping off the tip of my pen electrifying the page probably spark up feathers in hell in the process.
Today I am writing rains of rocks, volcanic eruptions and earthquakes forget about writing on sunrises and sun horizons, I'm writing demons forged in the fire of hell and set them loose on a page so who ever reads this poem their eyes gets ignited and explodes and who ever hears this piece their ear drums blow up and who ever utters these words on paper their tongue twists, twists, twists until it tears off. HAHAHA!
It is not a love poem. IT SPEAKS ABOUT RAISOR SHARP THORNS ON ROSE PETALS THAT BLEED BLACK BLOOD AND BROKEN BLACK HEARTS THAT BLEEDS BATHS OF BLOOD.
It is not a religious poem... IT GRABS ANGELS OUT OF HEAVEN ONLY TO REAP THIER WINGS OFF JUST TO SQUEEZE THE BLOOD OUT ONLY TO PAINT THE GRASS RED. HAHAHA!
IT IS A FUCK YOU POEM! IT IS AN "I DON'T GIVE A DAMN" POEM, IT IS AN I DON'T CARE POEM... IT SWALLOWS THE DAY AND GULPS UP THE NIGHT ONLY TO BURP OUT NOTHING. IT CHOKED THE LIVING HELL OUT OF AIR AND DROWNS RIVERS AND OCEANS.
It is not a mothers love poem... IT CRASHES CRADDLES WITH BABIES, IT DOESN'T SING LULLABIES IT IS A MUTE EARTHQUAKE IT RAAAWS!
It is not a demonic poem... IT SUCKS LIFE FROM THE DEVILS BREAST ONLY TO GIVE BIRTH TO DEATH AGAIN 666 MARK OF THE BEAST THIS POEM IS NOT... IT IS THE BEAST. THE REINCARNATION OF ARMARGEDON THE BEGGIN OF THE END, THE BIRTH OF DEATH, THE END OF LIFE AS WE KNOW IT.
IT IS A GIANT PYTHON WRAPPED AROUND YOUR BODY AND WITH EVERY BREATH OU TAKE IT SQUEEZES MORE AND WITH EVERY BREATH YOU TAKE IT SQUEEZES MORE AND WITH EVERY BREATH YOU TAKE IT SQUEEZES MORE UNTIL YOUR RIBS PUNCTURE YOUR LUNGS AND YOU BLEED OUT BLOOD.KIKIKI!
And I am afraid to put a full stop no this poem because I can feel the presence of death covering my head and if I do It will probably chop my head off and leave my blood bubbling on a page... So in that case,
Methane
Written by Methane
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