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I bring them. . .

Poetry By: lanchava

I bring them. . .

Third Place in IwanMacBride's poetry competition.

Submitted:Apr 3, 2010    Reads: 73    Comments: 5    Likes: 2   

I feel alone,
Nobody there to consol my soul,
Just darkness and nothing.
Where shall I go?
What shall I do with my life?
Who shall I seek next?

I bring them terror,
I bring them destruction,
I bring them sorrow.

What use do I have?
Why do I have to suffer when others don't?
When shall I secure my destiny?

I bring them power,
I bring them fortune,
I bring them victory.

Yet they still treat me the same,
Like i'm nobody in this bleak world.
After all i've done for them,
They just turn away from me.
When shall I get my revenge?

I bring them fear,
I bring them torture,
I bring them death.


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