- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Beast and Saint
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Filled up with all this rage inside. The beast roaring. The anger soaring. Red in my eyes. Hate on my lips. Tired of the lies. Feeling jealousy, knowing pain. All together. All destroying me. Heart boiling. Displacing my rage. Fading. Evading. Two sides of one man. Beast and Saint. Clawing out. Crying out. Looking for power. Seeking my ancestors. So much life. So little time. So mocking the world. Walking this path. Feeding the fire. Selfish. Just one. Wasted it all. Such a fool. This pain, this red tearing me. Passion for fantasy. Life for illusion. Mother earth killed us all, her children. Father time laughs at us, his rats. We only have each other. We only have OUR time. Blinded though and we can't see. Petty hate grows, and we will never be free.
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