Tuesday, 26 April 2011

The Poet And The Pendulum.

I'm afraid. I'm so afraid.
Being raped again and again and again
I know I will die alone, but loved

You live long enough to hear the sounds of guns
Long enough to hear yourself screaming every night
Long enough to see your friends betray you.

For years I have been strapped unto this alter.
Now I only have 3 minutes and counting.
I only wish the tide would catch me first
And give me a death I always longed for.

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