Best Guillotines Poems

Screaming Guillotines

I.

I sit on the wide veranda of this house called America,
And I can see the Beast Boys coming our jungled way,
Coming like wild torrents of lapping flames over the astonished landscape,
Coming with black eyes squinting and staring for a feast of blood.
I sit trembling...

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Give a reason to live without a head

Understand the living will one day be the dead

If we all could only see the world is nothing short of agony 

Loathing creatures will are truly are, sweet we appear on the outside

Lifeless and headless like the minds...

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