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Festering
Nothing is what it seems
Perfect lies laced with screams
Longing for peace of mind
Look inside, what you'll find
A festering cesspit
For a heart.
Filled with maggots
I hope you rot.
Screaming 'til my voice cracks
Faced with the burning facts
Looking into your eyes
And see nothing behind
A black void
Here to toy
Feelings vile
On the tile
White and red
What you said
The tongue lash
Piece of trash
Shed a tear
War is here
Pounding on rubber walls
Can any hear my calls?
Wishing just for my turn
Just to see the world burn
A festering cesspit
For a heart.
Filled with maggots
I hope you rot.
Perfect lies laced with screams
Longing for peace of mind
Look inside, what you'll find
A festering cesspit
For a heart.
Filled with maggots
I hope you rot.
Screaming 'til my voice cracks
Faced with the burning facts
Looking into your eyes
And see nothing behind
A black void
Here to toy
Feelings vile
On the tile
White and red
What you said
The tongue lash
Piece of trash
Shed a tear
War is here
Pounding on rubber walls
Can any hear my calls?
Wishing just for my turn
Just to see the world burn
A festering cesspit
For a heart.
Filled with maggots
I hope you rot.
Published 30th Nov 2013
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1st Dec 2013 00:24am
I must admit that this is sick as hell and that you did an excellent job on this poem
1st Dec 2013 4:59am
This is great. I can see this... as me and my exhusband in the latter days of our time together. The love turned to the hate that corrupts every thought & deed.
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25th Dec 2013 10:24pm
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