Vasto Grom

Rookie - 60 Points (01/19/1990 / Houston, TX)

Sayings Of A Twisted Mind - Poem by Vasto Grom

I died fighting a foe none other would dare. But death shall not keep me. For I shall return and be known as Nightmare.

When the statue of the Virgin Mary cries blood and the cross turns black, I will return, I will come back.

When the moon turns the color of blood and the stars refuse to shine, your life will end and your soul will be mine.

In the end we all shall die. The only difference is where, when, how, and why. And now my friends before I die i have one last thing to say, goodbye.

Comments about Sayings Of A Twisted Mind by Vasto Grom

  • (1/25/2012 2:27:00 PM)

    Very cool writing style! (Report) Reply

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  • (1/25/2012 12:18:00 PM)

    Nice poem yet today for me (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 25, 2012

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