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Encounters of the Heart
A place for my work to reside.
Devil's Cry
My heart is dead,
Closed with ice.
The real pain just waits to die,
It never leaves
Or even rests.

I want to rip a hole in my chest!
My hatred comes from deep within,
A new breed comes from my skin,
A hate that comes from the devil’s cry!

My dear,
We’ve gone so far…
And yet have traveled so little,
Our enemies have won,
We gave up before it could begin.

We shall see,
What the future brings.
I’ll never flee,
Here and forever.

Through this pain,
I’ll last for an eternity,
My hate keeps me going on,
Given from a devil’s cry!
Never will I surrender,
To pain and torture.
I will fight,
For tomorrow.
For my heart is dead.





iPoetic
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  • 09/06/09 to 08/30/09 (9)
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