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Faceless [July 9, 2016]
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Poetry Consumed in a rage of darkness he waits
He stares with no remorse into empty space
The victims of his madness, his sorrow and fate
He stands over a corpse with no face
He hears the corpse whisper his name
Like being dead is nothing but a game
The whispers echo, like an endless scream
The faceless haunts his every dream
The expressionless gaze leaves him powerless
To fight against his guilt within his conscience
It passively fights him with no emotion
The regret builds up like an infinite ocean
Finally the mass of guilt crushes his strength
He can no longer fight the impossible strain
He forfeits his freedom and gives his life
For the faceless ghost that brings him strife
The forgotten mystery was never resolved
The corpse was gone, the blood dissolved
In the end, it turned out the faceless
Was never really a corpse at all
KILL3R..
for this poem i give a ten. good work. just my style. keep it up