You are my invoker
raising me from a deep slumber,
summoning visciousness.
As forbidden emotions are stirred
I begin to loose control,
this energy hitting hard.
It wakes the monster of hate,
It creates the want to harm,
It stimulates the desire
for murder.
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20.29 / 25
This was an interesting write, thanks for sharing! -
I think we all have somebody who just knows how to push our buttons. I can understand this write for sure.
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Interesting, every individual is capable of murder. It is interesting in terms of psychology, murderers arent born murderers.
Interesting point you have made here.
Sophie
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Quite a brilliant little piece here. It started strong and kept rolling until the last lines, there I feel it didn't quite carry the impact that it should. But it is still imporssive.
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