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Nico

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         by Nico

Sit and wait to die
The moon is growing bright
And yet the sky is black as velvet
I notice as I sit the world is so beutiful
Blood of children which lay flipped and turned in the lakes which turned blood red
I cried but yet stoped and sniffed the moist blood decayed air as the morning sun rises and rises and rises
I get up and laugh at all those fools who thought they can destory the evil creature
I laugh and laugh yet cry and cry and laugh yet cry
I looked back and the bodies have sunk into the lake
A grave it was know and the monster which still slithers and laughs at the foolish children
Yet it stares at me with those blood shoot yellow eyes and fears me
I was smart and knew better not to go near the water and it knew it
I was that smart I can destory him but I never did
Why should I destory a beast so beutiful yet so evil in its gaze?
Why should I destory a beast who feeds on human flesh like we feed on animal flesh?
What is the diffrence between man and the serpent that glides its body in the water of blood and corpse?
We our killers just like he
We our killers and sinners just like the serpent that feeds on the children
We our killers
We our all killers





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