The Twisted Empire Of The Sun
By Danw
As the thunderous storms raged outside, His fear grew larger The tiny collisions of invisible clouds Kept him warm on the inside Cautiously like a hunter he reached for his tool of death, Daringly he lunged and sealed the creatures final breath His tremendous victory… Had left him at a loss for words A killing of mass proportion, So little that the shot was never heard From whom would he steal life from next An innocent creature of the wild? Or a destined to be evil satanic child? Only his tight mind could tell the truth, Of the lies he held, within’ the noose Of the rope that gave him pain The coils that stole his life Written February 28th, 2002 © on Feb 28 2002 07:11 AM PST 0 • 10
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