I don't think you're readyA Poem by joshua deathdealer07/2014The trumpet has sounded..
And I have answered its call The sword that has lain upon the shelf Now glistens in my hand
Soon to be stained with your blood Of which I will taste
Look me in the eyes As I bury it to the hilt inside the waste That you have become
Take a good look at my face
I am the death you deserve
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Added on July 1, 2014Last Updated on July 1, 2014 Authorjoshua deathdealerCasket City, FLAbout"My trepidation of things past is not a song with a beginning, middle and end. But an endless symphony playing infinite variations on the same theme. One day of sadness fades into another and the .. more.. |


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