Numerous scenes of fiends form a gallery
And imitation the highest form of flattery
Substances question his level of morality
And seep so deep in him creating calvary
It steadily bashes him resulting in battery
The ultimate charge for him is immortality
The wailing and gnashing heard is deadlyHe readily accepts what has been kept secret but known
And what secretes from his soul is never shown but feltThere is extreme depth to his psyche
He prays those voices die off quietlyTo obtain peace, at least, he held off the beast
That feasts on him
Piece by Piece
But there may be a crease
To achieve sanity instead he's filled with vanity
He smiles with the vilest candidly
And the wildest of his dreams seems to be in reach
As he listens to the false prophets that preach
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VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Underlying Tales of a Defiant Deviant
PoesiaUnderlying: "significant as a cause or basis of something but not necessarily manifest or obvious." Tales: "a fictitious or true narrative or story, especially one that is imaginatively recounted." Defiant: "showing defiance." Deviant (noun): "a dev...