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Aug 19, 2015

Poetry: "Utter Destruction"

After several years, poetry has crept back into my brain...




UTTER DESTRUCTION



All the world
And all its evil
Could not break
Your hallowed spirit

Until you then
Placed your humble 
Heart inside my
Nefarious hands

And I looked on
As you crumbled
Your spirit broken
Burned to ash

Oh, who possibly
Could have believed
Love could wreak
Utter destruction