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After 21 Years
On the 21st year
on the day of my birth
there will be nothing but blood and tears,
a cry to Heaven from Earth.
my ears point up
and teeth go jagged.
My face narrows out
my height grows
and my clothes go ragged.
My back aches and archs,
spine extends down to a tail.
Fingernails grow long and sharp
My innerds now, heart please don't fail
My jaw now wide with razor sharp teeth.
This pain keeps growing,
but I wont accept defeat.
my face now a twisted scowl
as my knees bend back.
My shoes are off, good thing.
They'd be a wrack.
Control now slipping
and growing blood thirsty.
I feel myself moving.
such speed, such agility.
I see him now,
that foolish demon,
trying to withstand
my beloved.
Enraged, I attack.
He doesn't see me comin'
But my love knows.
He knows what is to befall.
I struck him down,
that coward of a wolf.
He gets up and challenges me.
What a softheaded goof.
Things go a blur
as my movements increase.
My hands now dripping wet of something thick and warm
Will this rampage ever cease?
seconds later, I taste blood in my mouth.
"Now you die", I hear come out.
As things go dim
and I loose my mind,
My final words I scream,
"Und niemand hourt dich schreien!"
By Jade Stilson
 Sayber Amston · Wed Mar 14, 2007 @ 05:02pm · 0 Comments |
