Unto Thee

Unto Thee

A Poem by Midnight Countess
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Just something small, so I can get back into shape of writing.

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Unto thee,
You foul beast.
You wretched creature from below.
Go back to thy unworthy cell
Wherest thou hadst come.
You have no meaning here.
No life,
No love.
You have no joy in thy heart.
Only disgust. 
You are pure evil,
Something without words.
Away with you and your forever hate,
Your blackness.

And never come back.

© 2012 Midnight Countess


Author's Note

Midnight Countess
I haven't been writing for awhile, so hopefully this'll make me come back. :) Oh and I had no clue what to make this under.

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its quit goo. and you probably should changed the last line if you wanted to come back here ;)


Posted 12 Years Ago


Great poem. You're seriously saying that you only just started writing again? I don't believe you. Something this good doesn't come from a rusty writer :P Can't wait to read more!!!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You'll figure it out on both counts Im sure. Welcome here and back to writing. Nice write from a rusted pen (keyboard?)

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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