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The Dark Poet
deep within my rotten soul
lies hatred and disease
i wander through lonely rooms
knife in hand
blood dripping from my lips
i slice off my skin and bones
words resonate in my wounds
through paths of disillusion i roam
dragging vowels by their weary hair
suicidal corpses trail in my wake
chaos created wherever i go
i plunge my blade in stupid ignorant faces
pray you dont test my rage
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