Poem 404








Stranger to stranger,
eye to eye.
We walk the same
ol’ hallways,
but in opposite
directions..
Then we pass
each other by.
I am invisible to you,
you are invisible to me.
Sounds like
our happy ending,
my sweet sunshine..
can’t you see?

I’m sorry..
that I had to
sacrifice
your presence
in my life
upon the altar
of The Devil’s art.
Nobody forced
my hand.
I chose to do so..
to fulfill what was
already written..
by The Will to Power
of The Elder Gods.

You died
a martyr’s
Death..
a martyr’s
bounty,
however,
isn’t mine
to offer thee..
so may thy
deepest truth
instead
be brought
to light..
by The Will to Life
of The All-mighty.

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