MischaLecter

Poetry
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Ezoic
2002-05-29 18:27:34 (UTC)

Mighty

Tonight I hit the floor for the last time
For you - your monstrous mind weeps for my soul

Physically, I hurt.
Consequences - the price to be paid
Is cheap, is inevitable...

The rewards I physically own
Bring a solitary tear to life, to the energy
To everything I believe is blessed

You will forever weep ominously
For the evil you hate to be
No, you can't change me...


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