Mi Otra Mitad!
By: Deivn Cach
An unknown bloke lurked behind my troubled self,
His mien speaks the apprentice of the dead;
Sauntering as sluggish as a rotten snail with demonic seeds,
And his fiery eyes fumed and burned an infernal rage.
The white shadow divulge his clattered emotion and evil plea!
And the heads of famished lions inside him break free;
He who never abscond but yearns for bloody maniac,
Reached beyond the crannies hell of Netherlands and dree.
Oh! scream! little devil howl and growl like a boar,
Meandering over the mourning mountains and the Southern moor,
As bloods smeared his ignominious fate and vile nature,
Sinking deeper and deeper into the darkest forest floor.
"Espere! Mi otra mitad! the grimwolves are coming back!"
Quick! run my demeaned persona and flee,
In a room of obstreperous creatures in crannies of brock;
The devils stalked, the devils hunted, the devils lurked in me!
Mystic eyes of unknown bloke ignited my wrecked companion,
"Espere! Mi otra mitad! Halt from darkness and revulsion!"
Yet the mortal sins dwelling years in a thousand fortune,
Let the holiness be known in your deep aggression.
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