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Fiery Rage Of Lies
Vangoghsear suggested i try contrasting ideas, well i have made an attempt at that before, this is that attempt. I know this one needs work, see i have pulled out a pile of my old poems and am gradually doing re-writes.
Fiery Rage Of Lies
The lamp light casts a shadow as I work
It is my only light in this darkened room.
The window panes gently shudder
As the storm tries to find me
Wiping the sweat from my palms
I sturdy my grip on the blade,
As I push it deeper and deeper
With every thought of you
Pupils dilate and blacken my eyes
As hatred pulses through my veins,
With ever heartbeat I tremble,
But still I keep working
Thoughts rush through my head
As if a raging river of rapids,
Has swept my mind far away
Into an empty abyss
My blackened pools of rage
Begin to lightly fade as I seethe,
A glowing red tinge arises
And gradually consumes
The room around me glows
With the heat of my fire,
Sweating as I work this blade
Harder and deeper
Every lie you ever told
Is painted on this knife,
As I work myself hard
To end this game
Brace yourself for hell fiend,
My fiery rage devours you
As I etch your forsaken name
Into the side of this bullet.
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