Monday, February 14, 2011

the once gentle, lifeless, innocent giant
furied by the hatrate of mankind
slave to the masters of disgust, cheerful tears
like a piece of clean clay
absorbs the darkness of creator, enviornment.
tinted by madness.
its skin boils with rage
mutates, evolves, mutates into shape
turns, looks at the human figures
with not anger, but regret.
sorrow.

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