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The Plague

MERCY MAKERS, BLOOD SPILLERS, HEAD COLLECTORS, ARE KEY FACTORS IN HIS WORK, RUNNING AROUND DECAPITATING MEN & WOMEN AGING PAST HALF A CENTURY, CATCHING EVERY LAST BREATH THEY HAVE LEFT IN A JAR, SO THEY CAN LISTEN TO THEIR SCREAMS, WHILE HE GOES TO SLEEP, RIDING ALONGSIDE A RAGE HE RELEASES EVERY HUNDRED YEARS, FROM HIS DARK DEPTH, CAGE, TRAVELING LIKE MIST, CHOKING EVERYONE IN IT'S WAY THE PLAGUE WILL DEVOUR A CITY IN HOURS, A STATE IN DAYS, A COUNTRY JUST IN A WEEK, A WHOLE ENTIRE CONTINENT WITHIN A MONTH

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Date: 6/11/2013 9:20:00 PM
is this about the Black Plague?
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Date: 6/11/2013 11:41:00 AM
Very nice poem. Enjoyed the read.
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