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Bloody Pages

Muffled voices in steely cages. Misty streets filled with dirges. Blameless names on bloody pages, young or old, folks of all ages. A mighty hand that wields violence swayed the blade of ripping turbulence. Not even the voice of silence could escape the pestilence. A tale of morbid fascination brought echoes of adoration, wrapped in fervent admiration; praised in songs of deep devotion. A silver screen laced with brutality echoes the tune of monstrosity. The slay of morality brought the dawn of fierce mortality. A heart that longs for peace calls for the kill to cease, but her voice could hardly please the mighty ears that are seem at ease. February 3, 2023 Hit List 2023 Poetry Contest (6th place) Sponsored By: Joe Maverick

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