Wicked Muse

by Grim   May 24, 2007


Wicked muse inspiring my temper
with cruel blue abandon
Dark sanctuary for the abscond
I too drink from tragedies sweetest cup
Tales beyond words capabilities
I'm sickened by the taste of your morals
No respect for desires
So vulnerable to reality
Short eared fabrication
Absurd existence
Foulest of offenses
How much longer could aborted life linger

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  • 17 years ago

    by Courtney

    That is a really nice poem. I like it a lot. So keep up the good work.
    =^.^=