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Horror poem (halloween-ish)
So yeah, not necessarily Halloween based, but you will shit your pants nonetheless:
Psycho
Pure white hatred; burning blatantly,
Hiding in black fog too cold to remiss.
What by the scene of a man declared dead
Would suffice to cease and desist?
In an an effort it would ventilate its fury
But even then that is no means to amend
Feeling nothing but unscrupulous hate
Its mind is a treacherous cunning fog
Whose gates attract impenetrable trust;
That which is exploited, feeling it must.
Shaken, stricken, out of sense out of name
It's not the fault of its own aggression;
Though the grief of ill-compassion is surely to blame.
Pure pretention, drastic demention
With meticulous, murderous, foolish intention
It plays unwontedly in its shadowy shade
Games that the victims truly cannot evade.
And so in jealousy, in envy,
In an inevitable downturn
It is a demon that is driven to the point of no return.
There is nothing that will suffice
To transcend him to serenity
And ultimately this is what will conceal his identity.
Although you can chase, run and take your chances
But remember that each open door
Naturally has another one impending; whereas the
Abandoned, barricaded, taboo-forgotten portals
Point no means to his end for you mere mortals.
So flee, hide, get home in strides
For it is a dark night; foggy
You'd best stay inside.
Last edited by Deceptive; Nov 7, 2013 at 01:28 AM.
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