Destruction Is My Call

Mad as hell,
my devil's let loose,
out on the run,
and making some kills.

Furious as ever before,
wound only with destruction,
her demon is out to fight.

Shoot me,
stab me,
beat me vicious ass,
HAH,
your weakness amuses me.

Like a wild animal,
starved for days,
I kill whatever lay afoot,
until the fury inside me,
subsides.

--All Poems by Tia E
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