Rise from the grave
Bring them pain
Make them all into stains
Show them all of your distain
Tell them all how you’re thirsting
To see all their bodies bursting
Hear all their dying screams
Eat all those crying teens
Taste their tears
Haunt their fears
Linger in their best dreams
Turn them into stressed machines
Rend their flesh
End their breath
Hit refresh
End their death
Watch them all reanimate
All to help exterminate
Their old friends and family
Be the end, the calamity
Meh, decided I can toss this here…. I wrote this while in the mindset of a necromancer for some reason…. -_-
Maybe one day I should put more than 20 minutes of effort into something, then maybe I could write something actually decent…. I did write a pi poem thingy awhile ago, which won a thingy…. Not that there was any level of competition really…. but I spent like 2 hours on that and meh I hated it more than usual…. So maybe not, maybe I should just keep with quick things I guess I’m less invested and less likely to hate it so fucking much…. I mildly like this for some odd reason, it has a fun and happy feel to it…. xD
argh, so I do hope that people are doing well.
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It’s no pile of shit. Rather interesting, such positive poetry is needed in the world 😉