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As the night fluctuates Transformation I go A minion Beastly is the man entering the inner region Sinister thoughts rages A hideous marvel molds Threatening am I Purity was I, once otherwise Unleash inhumanity sight Help No creature be knowledgeable Secrects I keep, but will not share A life of turmoil is my passage Impenetrable Passing of dawn A coolness to calm Another existence that breathes Awaken a living being |
i liked the way you showed the transformation. it shows a very dark side to the poem. nice one there....| Posted on 2009-04-14 00:00:00 | by rsujith | [ Reply to This ] | |