Pallor

Pallor

A Poem by RainbowFlames
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he's as deadly as the plague.

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He bought a sickness upon us all

He piled up the bodies

Just to watch them fall

He played with everybody

Small and tall

He dressed them up

And made them his doll

He played rough

And broke their fragile bones

He lived for the brawls, the mauls and the scrawls

He loves me, he loves you, he loves us all

Don’t you recall?

You’re his baby doll

Above all, listen to his call

He’s the blackest soul among us all

© 2010 RainbowFlames


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Added on March 10, 2010
Last Updated on March 10, 2010