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Dinner With The Devil
I wonder what a bullet taste like
the sweet torpedo on the devils menu
Hard to swallow, quick to destroy
Ripping,
Shredding
Disrupting
Uncaring
Destroyer of a million cells
Bursting the tender flesh , warm, innocent cloth of the soul
Do I eat the devils treat, do I satisfy his hunger
Why would a sane mind occupy this thought?
He planted his seeds and waits till it grows
Releasing from hell the Blackest of Crows
the sweet torpedo on the devils menu
Hard to swallow, quick to destroy
Ripping,
Shredding
Disrupting
Uncaring
Destroyer of a million cells
Bursting the tender flesh , warm, innocent cloth of the soul
Do I eat the devils treat, do I satisfy his hunger
Why would a sane mind occupy this thought?
He planted his seeds and waits till it grows
Releasing from hell the Blackest of Crows
Published 12th May 2019
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- Edited 25th Nov 2023 11:45pm
12th May 2019 11:19pm
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12th May 2019 11:29pm
The poem graphics was changed just for you brother. We need to take care of each other , poets and people . Everyone. I will talk to you if you need a friend.
Does this poem have any life or meaning? Does it move you, make you think or help you? Does it destroy? Do the hurts bother you? Why was it written? Is it true? Questions of the poet. Words matter. I want to know.
13th May 2019 2:19am
Poignant. Makes me think of my 1st friend and best in this life and i miss her perfusly.
Some peoples pain gets past on to us by their actions.
It sucks for us to be part of this play we live in.
I wish we could cut that scene out and start over.
Sorry nikki.
It sucks for us to be part of this play we live in.
I wish we could cut that scene out and start over.
Sorry nikki.
