Elliott Paul Woolhouse

Rookie (13/4/1993 dd/mm/yyyy / Greymouth, New Zealand)

Mania - Poem by Elliott Paul Woolhouse

Why am I here?
What is my reason?
Is it just fear?
Is it God’s treason?

This is my darkest hour,
Who gave me this power?
The megalomaniac,
I am the maniac.

Commit these crimes,
Destroy these lives,
Throughout these times,
Controlling from hives.

Swarming around this earth,
Taking from your soul,
For my re-birth,
That is my life toll.

Search, Destroy,
Evil Ploy,
Deliver,
This shiver,
Down your spine,
Now your mine!
Now I’ve got you,
There’s nothing you can do,
(Evil laugh)
Megalomaniac,
Mania, Mania,
This world is MINE! ! !

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 28, 2008

Poem Edited: Friday, March 28, 2008


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