On a rainy day
A young man cometh
And caved into his feelings
Which dwelleth in him.
Those feelings of malice
Run deep into his mind
Caused him to scream in the midst
Of several passersby.
The scream that shook hundreds
Disturb his soul
And that of a secretary
Which he had lost.
Malice flows through his blood
Rage filled his mind
Sorrow clouded his emotions
The monster inside him
Is ready to be unchained.
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The Spectrum: A Compilation of Poems
PoesíaSome of the poems I've written over the past two or so years.
