Eris Incarnate

Eris Incarnate

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A poem I wrote at about three o'clock in the morning when I was extremely angry.
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A poem I wrote at about three o'clock in the morning when I was extremely angry.

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Submitted: March 20, 2011

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Submitted: March 20, 2011

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Soul-sucker, party pooper, leech!

I hereby declare thee.

The wretched, lowly things you preach

Hark unto the lonely seagull's cry.

Begone, foul creature!

Back, to the abyss

From whence you came, so sure

That thy cold breath would take me.

Ne'er again to haunt me

With thine words of spider-silk.

Vessel of misery

I bow not to your will!

-afatrat


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