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


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...



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