Hearing the drumsGrabbing the sunShe dons her black glovesYou know what those are for…For destructionThere are two ways to destroy with MagickFirst is by the Wild Force of Passionate HatredThe…
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Religion speaks of eternal damnationPoets they praise eternal loveI have come to the conclusionThey one and the same thingWhen you love you are damnedThe eternity partIs where we get redemptionWe…
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People don’t know this, but I write poetry. Poetry is the most difficult art form for me because it’s only born out of the most significant passions. It is an…
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I wrote a poem after a long time, and there’s a reason for it.…
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A poem about the Lord of Lies, the snake in the grass who makes life more interesting with his temptations.…
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A poem about the torturing nature of karma, and time.…
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A poem about love that's been lost in a desert landscape.…
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For better or worseIn sickness and healthI am on my own I better not forgetThe promises I have given Or I will be remindedIn not so gentle waysBy the lord…
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A poem about dealing with the most terrible of all curses.…
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A poem about the most precious commodity of them all.…
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