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a horror poem

TORN ASUNDER

 

“Broken girl cast upon the ice, you are ready now to meet your end, an end to the cruel pain that consumes your heart destroying your love, yet you still love. You are in a paradox that destroys you even more. You scream to your God, Satan – he has left you also, so you’re now truly on your own.

“If he served you, wouldn’t he have your dead love? You have no answers, only silence and a huge immeasurable loss.

“So you go to the ice lake, you can do no more. If you could change things, what would you do? Bring him back, turn away from Satan? Live a normal life? None of that matters now, you are so lost, a mere speck of nothing but please be happy in one respect.

“You had him for a while and still love him so; he had loved you back and soon you’ll be together, forever. Your beautiful world has been torn apart by evil, Nazi and Satanic, in a battle of good and evil as old as time itself.

“You chose to love evil and it was a farce, nothing more; it destroyed you and only now do you see the errors of your ways being left with nothing.

“The spirits are sorry for your pain and suffering. You got caught up in something too big, too wrong, too evil.”

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nick armbrister

Thu 25th Feb 2010 23:26

well spotted, check my other work here if you want.

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Rodney Wood

Thu 25th Feb 2010 22:33

Doesn't actually appear to be a poem.

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