The isolated beast of
vengeance
Is like a doped mind,
Infused with the cells
of hatred,
Enticing the veins with
bloody rage
To cut the flesh out of
the devil’s heart!
Regret, guilt and pain,
Unknown to chillum
nasal,
Hoarded with the
physique of cannabis.
The anonymous wrath is
broke lose
As the hell itself is
the beast within;
‘The unchained slave to
insane narcosis.’
nice poem mam
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