Oh woest you!
You epitomize the
Victim like a
Cheap magician
With the cards
Up his sleeves;
The only ones
Who know not
Your trickery
Are those who've
Been seduced into
Submission;
Carrying on like
The prodigal son;
You know nothing,
You are nothing.
Lies and deceits.
Dishonesty and betrayal.
You know not
Of loyalty or
Passion, just how
To please yourself,
Like the glutton
In hell, crying
For salvation
While wasting
Away in damnation.
A contest entry
- AP Nemesis by Umi Juvariel.
600 points, ended February 13, 18 entries
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Comments
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I felt this poem could have gone a little farther than it did, but I still enjoyed it. It kept fresh imagery in my head, and kept me reading. Excellent work and good luck in my contest.
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