Poems from Enigmatic Pariah

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Poetry is a Mirror, Which Makes Beautiful That Which is Distorted. - Percy Bysshe Shelley
Disappointment is my life Nothing but a bitter strife From beginning to the end Though, I've tried to make amends.   For every wrong thing...
Expressing that which you feel inside, on the outside. An exposition of angst against society. A warning to all who might approach. This...
No cruelties are uttered by their stiff mouths No looks of contempt graze their cold eyes No obscene gestures, made by their clammy hands...
Tragic arguments fade On towards death. Life starts...again All built with a wish. (The colossal vitality of his illusion..)   The tragic...
  Crumbling into the pit below headfirst, and all the light you had has dissipated like air Flashlight turns on, but produces nothing but a...

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