A truly pathetic existence
Made for a beast
A frowned upon god,
Created with
Human emotions
Earth shakes at his feet
Thunder roars has he screams
Rain falls has he cries
A pathetic monster of a god
Who fell for mortals
Wind howls
At the beasts pleasureful wines
A God who fell
From the heavens
A creature who shouldn't have been created
A devil among Gods
Dark and beastly
His screams of agony fill abandoned caves
A God made perfect and far to human-like
Becomes a true monster
Nobody's safe from his wrath
He became mortal
Now he'll die eventually
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Rose thorns || A Collection Of my Poetry
Poetrya whole bunch of my poems since like 2019 also the reason its considered mature is because most of the poems are very deep and/or triggering
