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Jun 2014
People,
Deceived by those who whisper
Within lines of bliss.
Evil,
My vertebrae does shiver.
Can you hear the hiss?


Hooks,
Pierce you like poisoned thorns.
Chains pilling to a grave dug deep.
Books,
Describe them with Minotaur horns.
In their prison corpses shriek.

Hold,
Your heart like a hand grenade.
You’re not alone.
Mold,
Yourself into a renegade,
Home in a warzone.

Give,
Your last breath to your brothers,
Your sword in the serpent’s abyss.
Live,
Give your life for another,
Cast away the demon’s kiss.

Carpe Diem.
Douglas Scheurn
Written by
Douglas Scheurn  Ogden,Utah
(Ogden,Utah)   
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