Darkshine Raven

Just A Life
2003-12-14 04:15:35 (UTC)

Vampiric

Green-blue sword a shimmer in the light,
of it's own creation.
It's flight is sacreligious,
but oh so holy.
Virgin blade of deviant fate.

The one who grasps this furious flame,
or blade, or demon, or devil.
Is known to have a curious inward glare.
And angry swagger.
He drifts between realms of light and dark,
hungry stranger.

Internal conversation leads him on the track
of thirsty men with thristy minds.
No foreigners to soft soil nor
grimy dirt
they take and dont give back.

Vengence cuts like the wrathful blade,
tears logic into ribbons.
Narrow slits in a death cold skull
focus on targets in the mind.
Wave the blade through the air,
test the anger and magic there.

Now slice, slice hard without a thought.
Revenge is
in the end
as cold
(and as empty)
as your homicidal heart.





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