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I do not need your sorrow, I am not a weak helpless dog as you think I am, my mind may be broken by horrible images of death and does not need your pity which brings those images to life, don't you understand when I say 'shut up!' or don't pry, well, you do anyways, while my minds tells me to grip your neck, but I resist this monster your mercy has created, though many of you havent seen in it it is becoming me, an inner demon, I ask, 'are you ready for it' you say yes but in the end your perfect mind and life was brought to dust by my broken life filled with darkness.
Poem Request By Eyes Unclouded
Truthfully, I do not need pity, sorrow, or mercy, never did, never will
 PoeticKitsune · Tue Dec 26, 2006 @ 05:29am · 3 Comments |
