Me and My Muse

Thursday, February 14, 2008

The Last Bid

Today they stand away,
They who carried melodies of karma
And transformed them into libidoes
Yes, they taught me to heed
Bind fences with it; around
That is done, through, for good

As cascades of wishes fade away
Into the disarray of dillema and dogmas
I take the chance that once left
To bestow enough hatred within me
Feel the sense to kill 'em all
Probably, the last bid of all.



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