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Poetry News Post #1402

Worthless

Written by: Brother Nihlathak, Sentaari Student
Date: Wednesday, November 9th, 2005
Addressed to: Everyone


Tear me. Limb from limb.
My wings are shattered, and on the ground.
I obey your every whim.
Servitude without a sound.

Kneeling in the dirt.
Begging for my life.
I'm the only one who's hurt.
You approach with the knife.

Spitting in my face.
Tears and flesh cover the floor.
Disgusting face.
A knock upon the door.

Facade. Time to lie.
Sit up straight. Wipe your tears.
Make it perfect - or else you die.
Swallow pride and fears.

Smile greets a smile.
Angry eyes meet mine.
Concealing pain with flawless guile.
Dagger in my spine.

It's not hurting you - but it's killing me.
Flesh splits. Bone snaps in two.
Life cut short. Dying to be free.
If only you knew...
how much I loved you.

Penned by my hand on the 25th of Arios, in the year 172 MA.


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