Gangrel Poem by Dustin Dean

Gangrel

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Two serpents
Across the nile, swim across
Their sinful, hedonistic seed
Defame the cross
With delicious realities
Of an inevitable purpose
It just makes me wonder
If soon will come a hearse
Of everyday's escapes
If so, I'd rather not pass out
Before the end of this parade
What have I gotten myself into?
A dying cycle
Never anew

Sunday, June 10, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: cycle ,death,escape,life,life and death,living
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Dustin Dean

Dustin Dean

Winston-Salem, NC
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