MurdererA Poem by John StussyA little contemplation...
A side of me lies deep in wait, Hidden behind the thin veil Of the clean, well defined Society friendly Version of me. It has a lust, A thirst, A longing desire, The blood of innocents To quench its soul. I hide it, I kill it, It’s suffocated Under my control. But what if I let go for a day? What if I allowed it to show And have its fun for a while? Would people think I had lost my mind, Or would it help them realize… They want to do it too? © 2008 John StussyFeatured Review
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5 Reviews Added on August 8, 2008 Last Updated on August 8, 2008 AuthorJohn StussyAZAboutCook, writer, reader, musician. I don't bte, unless asked to or bitten first. My site's link is to some recordings of my poetry, and I might add some recordings of me playing my sax onto there too... more..Writing
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