It's Not What Other People Say That Worries Me - Poem by Half Past
i want to shake your faith with a blood curdling scream...i want to crash your vessel of strength with tidal waves amongst jagged rocks...i want to render your truths all false...i want to show you the sky and watch you flee as it falls from above...i will break your fortitude with many lies...i will catapult insults against your walls...i am a battering ram at your gates...i will shower arrows over your confidence...i want to pour hot oil on your pristine chapel floors...i forsee the fall of your impregnable fortress...i can fortell the crumbling of your spirit...i can feel your soul crack...i will tarnish your heart of the purest gold...i am inside you... and you can't get away...i am your doubt...i am your fears... and inside you i will stay
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