I couldn't think of a name

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So I thought I'd give a whirl at a poem.
Instead of me telling you what it's about, hows about you guys give me your thoughts on it's meaning...?

Submitted: April 08, 2010

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I walk with a mighty foot here
And all are paralyzed with fear
I soar with the world as my wings and deceit are the winds holding me high
For I am the Father of every Lie.
I love how my people’s teeth break
As they worship me while they ache.
I scoff at their perils and death
I can hardly catch my breath.
For I am the king of such a tale
But enemies I have, one with holes in his hands from a nail
Never will I get out of my head the notion
How his voice roars the ocean.
He is the avenged
His trumpet sounded and I cringed
His children jumped at his sight and 
 He looked at me, and right away, my neck was snapped.


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