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Through the Eyes of a Cannibal

I sit alone, accompanied by none other than the souls of the deceased Bodies scattered..to and fro Only to be stepped upon and left unnoticed Vile death feels my head I am sick...twisted I Creep into your soul Slowly..bloodthirsty For I have, no guilt, soul, nor heart Tis only death in wich I take pleasure I am a tramontane..unnoticed and feared by all I trescend above all others For all, fear me Dare step to me..nor a simple glance I turn to you...licking the remains of my last meal off my lips I smile a smile that all know and fear..a smile so viscious and twisted I drag you..letting the others watch in agonizing pain Their cries please me agonistic are you to escape I divour you....Limb from limb Leaving you to rot with the others Fear me..for you can never love me For all fear me I am sick...twisted .....Alone

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 3/26/2010 4:41:00 PM
Deep write to the walking dead, your words above delightfully said. Tomorrow they walk to different grounds, please be here so we can walk to their surrounds >> koolio piece >> James
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Date: 3/22/2010 11:39:00 AM
I am enjoying reading fresh poetry today. What a wonderful thing to do on this rainy day. I am so happy your poetry was among what I have read and enjoyed today Alize. Love, Carol
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Date: 3/21/2010 7:54:00 PM
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