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No one ever gave the luxury that his greedy heart desired. And so he chose to become the creature of fire. The flames which they whispered To be destructive and vicious. His eyes mirrored the depths of hell That was once angelic and precious. His heart has been corrupted and withered. Now his lips spoke evil for any man to do harm. I knew him when he was young He was a noble But now the doubtful, The altruist and witty since youth Turns out to be someone who will deny the truth.
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Jun 25, 2017
Jun 25, 2017 at 1:57 AM UTC
Poem #4. Corruption of a Man's conscience.