Thy Beaten

by manic moments   Apr 15, 2006


Robbery of thy soul
Is the crime thee commits
Thy heart empty as a bowl
Hatred thee submits

Come to thee
In desperation and pain
No time thee has for a lowly she
Thy life has no main

Thee be the devil
Dragging thy down to purgatory
Thee anger heeds no level
There will be no victory

Be that as it may
Love cannot erase
Everything thee said
Bludgeoned deaf by a mace

PLease comment on this poem, I would like to know what you all think and see if I need to improve.

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