Chris Tiganescu

Rookie (March,20,1995 / Portland, Oregon)

Crimson Ink - Poem by Chris Tiganescu

Blink twice for life give your hand to
god give your soul to Satan, give the
hated the what they deserve drive
the sheet of metal into there vile tongues
no longer will the vile words spew
from his tongue, only crmison ink to write
my name with, shove his face into fire
let it singe his flesh the same way he had
seared mine, I long for the feel of his
blood on my hands. Oh what a time
that be the day when I be known as
victor, satin and god shall surely
congratulate me the thought lingers
in my mind.... so close in reality.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 21, 2011



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