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Violet.
I live with death.
He lurks the halls...
guards the doors...
denies the guests...
rots the feasts.
He slays all happiness,
and celebrates only the dead.
So when the evil one
so posessive of my rooms
has filled every corner with his vilest stench,
dumped the reddest wine
on the cloth of my feast
and spewed the goblets with his venom...
Locking tight the garden gates
that no one might gain entry..
that nothing may grow there ....
murderous hater of all life and love,
smuggly leaving behind the wounded & suffering
for dead....
in the wake of his violent bloodwrath,
I get up again. and say f-that.
Death has no power over me.
He cannot hold me prisoner forever.
And when I break free...
and RISE UP!
from his filthy revolting grip...
and kick him to the corner as nothing...
he will know that he is nothing.
Powerless over the ones who choose to live.
A corpse to rot in some forgotten corner
alone.
with not even a stone to mark him.
Or a tear to water him.
He lurks the halls...
guards the doors...
denies the guests...
rots the feasts.
He slays all happiness,
and celebrates only the dead.
So when the evil one
so posessive of my rooms
has filled every corner with his vilest stench,
dumped the reddest wine
on the cloth of my feast
and spewed the goblets with his venom...
Locking tight the garden gates
that no one might gain entry..
that nothing may grow there ....
murderous hater of all life and love,
smuggly leaving behind the wounded & suffering
for dead....
in the wake of his violent bloodwrath,
I get up again. and say f-that.
Death has no power over me.
He cannot hold me prisoner forever.
And when I break free...
and RISE UP!
from his filthy revolting grip...
and kick him to the corner as nothing...
he will know that he is nothing.
Powerless over the ones who choose to live.
A corpse to rot in some forgotten corner
alone.
with not even a stone to mark him.
Or a tear to water him.
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