Tuesday, July 12, 2005

The Society of Death

you were sold from your first breath
into the society of death
a slave-trade of the finest kind
we'll take your soul, we'll take your mind
whatever you're weak enough to give
is ours unless you choose to live

2 Comments:

At July 14, 2005 11:52 PM, Blogger Andy said...

Very morbid though it flows well. I really like the message inlaid in the poem it sounds rather professional.

 
At July 15, 2005 12:00 AM, Blogger Erin said...

Thankyouverymuch!

 

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