Eaten: A poem
This poem was written by my friend and co-member of Hexotericka, Chrystovarr.
Please comment.
Eaten:
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Chrystovarr D'annan
Is it wrong to cry when defeated
when a cry for help is unheard?
When innocence dies at the teat
of a mother robbed of her word.
Is it gentle to poison the trust
of a good man in his sleep?
Questions falling down sea deep.
The deepest pain...
And why are you sitting at HIS feet,
the ONE you gave your soul?
You only watched the deed
And did nothing to prevent it
You compassion a rotting hole.
The deepest sin...
And you praise HIS NAME
(bitter sweet)
do you believe you're closer
to heaven's gate?
You were but a fish, to HIM
You swallowed the bait...
HE'll devour you whole
HE'll eat your soul...
The deepest regret...
Comes too late...
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Give me money, give me sex,
Give me food and cigarettes.
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