GreedA Poem by Kaihlyn SilverDon't fall into the abyss of greed.
A abyss of what is not known, a desolate relentless moan.
The hourglass stands filling up. Beware. Beware. And sanity has fell, opening of the gates of Hell. Thy words are spoken naught, thou being left to rot. As everything turned and turned and the fiend left unlearned, swirled into emptiness. Devoid of all emotion, gone the heart and mind, only deep chaos will the soul find. A name was left. A vile name indeed. Be not the one consumed by Greed. © 2014 Kaihlyn Silver |
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Added on June 24, 2014 Last Updated on June 24, 2014 Author
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