The general direction of my poetry has taken a weird turn...
Read and weep...
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In The Maw
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In the maw
Of the hungry beast
I can only fall
As I'm prepared into a feast
Soon I'm taken in
As every thing looks dim
And then darkness sweeps over me
Yet I have no way to break free
In the maw
Of the hungry beast
I cry out in pain
Because I feel so ashamed
Now I'm just a meal
For the hungry beast
How must I deal
I'm not happy in the least
In the maw
I am feeling dissolved within
Soon there will be nothing
As the darkness consomes me
In the maw.
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This poem basically describes how a victim would possibly feel being swallowed up by a hungry beast... say... Terasmus. And since I sorta themed it around him. It's a signature poem exclusively for my character, Terasmus.
It's not yours. It's mine!
Anyway... it only took me just mere seconds to come up with it. And let me just say this. I am very happy with the overall outcome with it.
I figured... if I can't get into roleplay any time soon. I may as well just "bore" myself into writing poetry that no one tends to read. And if they do... then that's good.