Blanche Hardin

Rookie - 0 Points (August 22,1993 / Bakersfield, California)

Cyanide Genocide - Poem by Blanche Hardin

Tyranny is ageless,
Poison is the essence.
Murder is a skill,
and life is a nuisance.
Pain is like gold,
Once dead you never grow old.
Rope is a delicacy.
Suicide is of jealousy.
Cyanide is a substance,
That takes away your existence.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 24, 2010



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