Your Murderer

Destined to be alone
Ruorini me
No allies, No friends
Yet advantaged, no enemies
This is not pleased
Yet - -
After your death - -
Your murder...
Cannot return
I will fail again if I do
Betrayed my oath
I have wronged the Brethren
For your murder
Was at my mercys

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Last Sad Story

You want nothing
To do with me
I understand why
Sick of me
Sick of my sadness
Yet I choose to tell
The last sorry words
You’d ever hear
At least from my mouth
I love you
And because I love you
I rather you hate me
For truth
Then love me
For lies
Do those sound
Familiar to you?

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Shroud of Destiny

Destiny
A foretelling
Your purpose in life
Stray away
Must not
Follow your dreams
Disregarded
Only one path
Destiny provides
At birth
Failure this
Concept is
Truth be told
Many paths
Lay in front
Hiding in the
Shroud of destiny
One purpose
One goal
One path

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Kyku

A kyku
A fantasy creature
A once angel
Thrown from heaven
At birth
Rejected at birth
Feared by most
Rejected by
Heaven and hell
Trying to find a purpose
Does kyku
Unseen by all
Only one loves
Kyku yet does
Want him for her not
Kyku clings to
Faded memories
Close stay still
Thy do
Waiting for

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Torture of Freedom

Freedom is just
A word a thing
People say
Freedom is a thing
Every man deserves
Lust, greed, envy
Is what this word brings
War a word unloved
Comes from this
Wars won, wars lost
Freedom has come at late
Freedom is just
A thing a word
That allows a man
To greed, lust, and envy
It allows one to desire
No law there is none
Twisted, tormented
It has become
Limits needed yet refused

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Crash

Lying in bed
Crying your eyes out
Curled in a ball
Nice and tight
Crash today
Seven men died
Seven in a van
One in a car
Bottle of vodka
In the passenger
Seat
Driving unable to maintain
Drifting and veering
Unable to control
Car smash the van
Through the windshield
One goes
Lying on the floor
Others come and
Count dead bodies

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