Shadowy Stench
So, you blew your misery up.
Slaughtered a bouquet of innocents.
Because you were losing at life
couldn't hack it in the real world.
Allergic to peace and understanding.
Broke out in hives when you slithered into the light.
Your a shadowy stench of a "man".
Thought you were going to heaven?
To be with a flock of virgins
I don't proclaim to be a saint and know everything.
but I don't think it goes down that way.
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2017
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