Demon's Wrath

by Shane Peate   Apr 10, 2006


Dispose of those who oppose my might.
In fright shall quiver, cold shiver of fear as I draw near.
Those caught in my path, suffer my wrath.
Torment and pain.
I'll drain the life from within.
Your skin decay.
Dismay.
Body broken and last breath spoken.

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  • 18 years ago

    by myshiningstar14

    Verry strong....very refreshing piece..keep it up bud.

    Lissa

  • 18 years ago

    by Cyma Khan

    Very nice poem!!! deep
    good luck

  • 18 years ago

    by ASHLEY CORTEZ HENDERSON

    I LIKE THE POEM KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK

  • 18 years ago

    by LuCiDnIgHtMaRe

    I really like it.

  • 18 years ago

    by Fluffy

    That was an excellent poem Shane. Great use of atmospheric terms, well done =)

    Much love and God bless,
    Fallen*-

    P.S: I'd appreciate it if you could please check out one of my poems- I think my poem 'A Descendent' would fit your taste perfectly- but thats your decision! Bye for now -x-

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