Head StartA Poem by Johnny Blade
Every mortal faces death, the final blow, the final breath, I found a piece of broken glass, it reflects my broken past. My mind won't cease to shiver, my soul consumed with evil thoughts, my sanity has withered, from all the forces that I've fought. As my connections to this realm of man, and compassion fade, run while you can, I am ready for my final rest. Eleven years that I have saved, you all from what you now must face, Satan welcomes us home. Now I lay me down to sleep, humanity I couldn't keep, I will kill the flock of sheep, the only way to be at peace, is to finally become the beast.
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Added on November 14, 2014 Last Updated on November 14, 2014 AuthorJohnny BladeTXAboutThere are many things I write about, hopefully all can find something within my poetry, I plan to share many writings. Contact if you want. more..Writing
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