They said I sold my soul
And I cared not for the toll
Its absence would have on my whole
For I thought it rather small
Pride had set me up for a fall.
They say my mind is a black hole.
Swallowing all the good they hold.
Spitting out the evil they scold
Because my heart is dead and cold.
Where I went sorrow would spread
And tomorrows they would dread
Fearing the evil I had bread
Destroying the dreams they had made.
Damage became my message.
Darkness was on a rampage
All I gave was clear carnage
My anger was out of its cage
My name was simply rage.
poems, short stories and random thought that spring to life in the mind of....... well thats basically it. poems and articles about me.
Friday, 1 March 2013
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