matt daffern Poems

Fire and water.
Fire and water, closer than we think.
We always think of fire
The destroyer, the demolisher.
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the height of humanity,
gives birth to
desperation and frailty
they convince themselves
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Through the breath of death
and sickening blight.
I hear the strings of frailty
The comments of arrogance
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they take their feast
in the middle of night
blood-thirst quenched
with sickening delight
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The strangulated gasp of suicidal youth
In agony, crying, Dying in despair,
Evokes images of misery
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how does it feel to be on the other side of the sword

your supposed prey tormenting you severely
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