Once the armor of my heart, protector
Now, blood ties shatter before us both.
Once the finest man, I called friend--Brother
Desire turned you, murderer of my trust.
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My brother, how does betrayal taste?
Once the amorist of my heart, soul mate
Now, love lies shattered before us both.
Once a fine woman, I called friend--My wife
Passion turned you, murderer of my soul.
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My beloved, how does betrayal taste?
Once held above all others, trustworthy
Now, vengeance falls down upon you both.
Once so respected and revered--So loved
Buried alive!!! Murder, painfully slow.
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My loved ones, how does betrayal taste now?
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Dark Poetry
PoetryThis is a colection of thoughts or nightmares in form of poetry, some of them written by myself, some only gathered by me. The darkness is in all of us just waiting to get out, but not in the light. No, darkness reaches out for darkness, so you thin...
