Torn Apart
Tiny Devils leaking out of my pen, running over the page
Hell bent on desolation, DEATH and destruction
All Love, Friendship, Kindness, slaughtered in Rage
A temple to our lord ; with tridents start construction
The tainted walls built with innocent blood, lies, deceit
Four corner towers: Murder, Hate, Infidelity, and Lust
One Demon looked up at me “Do YOU declare defeat?”
Come Comrade join US
Copyright © Hgarvey Daniel Esquire | Year Posted 2007
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