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Monsterous p.t. 2

Poetry By: Tyrone Slade

Part 2 of Monsterous deeds. To all listed fans, I did not knnow how the fan thing worked, now I do, sorry. I've posted around eight or nine new poems, hope you enjoy. Tyrone Slade

Submitted:Dec 26, 2006    Reads: 132    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   

As he stares,

At the fear with in,

The deadness of ones eyes,

The joy of murdering,

Consumes his tumoress mind.

If you ask him,

He'd say

Satan is his friend,

High ranking,

Among monsters,

The eater of men,

He has scars deep,

Deep within his face,

Favorite weapon,

Spiked iron mace,

His favorite food,

The fat under flesh,

It is a job well done,

To go home,

In a bloody mess.

With a collection,

Of ears, fingers, and breast,

To lay with his goat,

As beast to beast,

In beastiality sex.


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