Renewed Hatred

by The Wingless   Mar 11, 2006


Now you have crossed the line
My hate for you is divine
My heart and soul years for your suffer
On your grave lurks my prosper

Taunt more, try to lure, it has no use
Your knots tight my excite
Wait as I prepare the noose
Say no more it's time

Make your move
My blackened soul, lit by your fuel
Implode your moral
Drain your pride
Too late to compromise, run or hide

Time to take your life
The toll bell rings
To your hell,
I'd wish to welcome you

Hail to a father of divine
Satan is the light that will shine
From the bottom of lost memories
A just revenge to cure my misery

It's the blood that taste the best.

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Finally, after months, I have made a successor to my other poem "Taste of Blood"

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  • 18 years ago

    by Sole

    Awesome poem friend, keep them coming :) I look forward to reading your other poems.

    Peace. [Sole]

  • 18 years ago

    by Darien

    That's brilliant Mike. This poem and the previous definitely correspond, and I hope the next two will fit in well. I'm excited to read!!!

  • 18 years ago

    by Luke

    Another Great Set Of Rhymes.. And A Great Way To Top Your Other Poem.. It's Nicely Done.. Congrats.

  • 18 years ago

    by aga

    Thanks for commenting my poem. This poem is really great, i can feel every single word you explain and say..its as though i see a clear image.
    Keep this awsome awsome job up!

  • 18 years ago

    by Mona

    Wow.. I'm impressed. It's excellent. That's all I can say. Well done! Lotsaa love -xxx-

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