SODOM-y

Posted: March 25, 2014 in Poetry
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Better to let them walk away
While you still have your warm house to burn down
Best watch what it is that you say
They learn to recognize truth through its sound

Should/ve been exposed long ago
If only a hand a bit more friendly
Sharpened by this abyss they/ve known
Their tongues now serpents, no smile goes gently

Slithering through semen done spent
Tinkered t0ys touched timidly; dirty times
Hand delivered & to hell sent
Disguise your lies with lullabies & rhymes

 

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