The CurseA Poem by Chaos X 3A feral desire called upon by the moon and answered by the beast.I sigh as the darkness slowly creeps its way over my eyes The low feral growl in my throat sings its song of death As the taste of blood dances across my palate The thirst has returned… My conscious has once again coward somewhere in the recess While the hunger burns its way through my veins Scorching out every last human sentiment There’s no fighting this… The moon smiles its curse upon me And the beast is answering its call Clawing its way to the surface There’s no hope… For me for I will devour all who cross my path Eternal damnation, hell on earth, rivers of blood An unending battle of feral desire and a haunted conscious My heaven is the blood… © 2009 Chaos X 3Reviews
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Added on December 27, 2009Last Updated on December 27, 2009 AuthorChaos X 3OKAboutYeah I know I need to write something new to put here. Something not like 8 years old. So... uh... I am a full time mechanic and mom of "a small army" so please bear with my periods of silence. I wil.. more..Writing
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