Bloodstained HandsA Poem by The Dudeman (Kenneth T)
The world is an ugly, cruel place
But filled with beautiful people People that are worth fighting for So with thin but determined muscles And with an untrained but focused mind I will fight the evils that plague my friends But I must be wise And not become just as wicked as the demons I fight I will walk the dangerous, violent path Until with my bloodstained hands, I purge the evil So that only peace and love reign Or until my veins run dry And my flesh grows cold And my last, dying breath escapes my lips My soul to rest forever in the Void.
© 2012 The Dudeman (Kenneth T)Reviews
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StatsAuthorThe Dudeman (Kenneth T)E'ville, WIAboutHey guys, I'm Kenneth. I'm 18 years old and I'm the most conflicted person you'll ever meet. Different people know me as a nerd, an emo, a bad a*s, a pervert, and a hopeless romantic. I have jumped o.. more..Writing
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