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July 14, 2005

Prose and Poetry

Fury

Such emotion is this
to break idle bliss.
A madness to take hold,
unholy and fearful to behold.
Touched by ire and driven blind,
raging the torrent, swept aside in kind.
Destroyed in a moment
forever lost, to lament.
The piercing pain and throbs
tearing away compassion for racking sobs.
Deserved or misdirected, matters not the least,
visage reshapen to seven sinned beast.

(Written by me on 7/15/2003. Rescued from my defunt livejournal.)

Posted by Ravennacht at July 14, 2005 03:48 AM Posted to Prose and Poetry