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Deflowered, Spoiled and Soured (Poem) by Maderlore, literature
Literature
Deflowered, Spoiled and Soured (Poem)
I am here and I can see you,
Your lies won't work on me,
Those truths you try to bury,
I see them as clear as can be,
Do not inflate your worth,
It is not as great as you think,
You are like a sheet of parchment,
That's been used and stained with ink,
Did you believe your tricks would work?
That you could con the Lord and Master?
All you have succeeded in doing,
Is ensuring the truth spills faster,
And I will make sure that they hear it,
You can assure yourself they will know,
And you will have nowhere left to run,
You will have nowhere left to go,
You are a vile, hopeless creature,
Corrupted by visions on the screen,
Your morals leave mu
Division (Poem) by Maderlore, literature
Literature
Division (Poem)
Once a unified nation,
Your neighbour was your friend,
Good deeds and good intentions,
None of you had to pretend,
But now you are divided,
Politicians have split you apart,
They made you turn on each other,
But that was just the start,
Either way you are misled,
Their wealth has bought your ears,
The common man never reaches office,
Despite blood, sweat and tears,
The hardworking have been forgotten,
The true have been left out,
Their pockets weren't deep enough,
That's what it's always been about,
You are not being represented,
The candidates aren't speaking your voice,
But now that you think about it,
Did you even have a choice?
Peopl
Angels Are Psychopaths (Poem) by Maderlore, literature
Literature
Angels Are Psychopaths (Poem)
From a world of pristine beauty,
Their absolution, divine,
Such devotion to their cause,
Their conviction, sublime,
A will that can't be matched,
An obedience that never waivers,
Dutiful to the very end,
They are your ultimate saviours,
They wouldn't hesitate for second,
To do what they were meant to,
And they would never leave unfulfilled,
A mission that they were sent to,
Wings that display perfection,
Movement graceful and pure,
A show of true omnipotence,
You wouldn't think they were built for war,
But there are two types of such entity,
And both bear the mark of the maker,
Some worship human life,
But the others wish to be its taker,
Psychopath (Poem) by Maderlore, literature
Literature
Psychopath (Poem)
Why should I have to feel empathy?
Why should I have to relate?
Why do I need to feign emotion?
What's wrong with a cold-blooded state?
Why do I have to be reliable?
Why do I have to commit?
Why do I have to behave myself?
It's something I'd rather omit,
Why can't I be superficial?
Why can't I believe I'm 'The One'?
Why do I have to be bored all the time?
What's wrong with having fun?
Why do I have to fit in?
Why can't I be unique?
Why can't I have all the drugs I want?
And all the stimulation I seek?
Why should I have to feel guilty?
Why should I even have to care?
Why should I have to have sympathy?
It seems to be everywhere,
Why can't
Ghost Planet (Poem) by Maderlore, literature
Literature
Ghost Planet (Poem)
I wonder across the plains,
In a world empty and quiet,
Looking on in modest victory,
The vacant city ahead,
The skulls beneath my feet,
There was once more to this world than what you see,
As I approach a puddle,
Crystal clear and bright as day,
I see a haunting reflection stare right back,
A soul with no remorse,
A being that does not care,
It glares with pride and is dressed in robes of black,
Beneath the dark black hood,
A sinister smile grins in content,
Pleased of all the desolation and death,
A world that was unprepared,
A world that suffered before the end,
He always told them that they'd feel the dragon's breath,
But they did n
Kill (Poem) by Maderlore, literature
Literature
Kill (Poem)
Lacking motivation,
I care not even for myself,
I'm alone, have no partner and can't provide,
Unreliable and psychotic,
I seem incapable of existence,
I keep on failing, despite how hard I've tried,
But why even bother?
What is it I'd be working for?
Money doesn't motivate me, and it never will,
It isn't enough in life,
But nothing satiates for long,
Inside is a hole that all the money on Earth can't fill,
Only the path of anger has fed me,
Only aggression has kept me going,
And now nothing but immense fury and jealousy remain,
And the masses are to blame,
They tried to hammer me into place,
Oh, of all the creatures, humans I disdain,
F
Death Wish (Poem) by Maderlore, literature
Literature
Death Wish (Poem)
It's been a long time since those days,
Where I lived and suffered in silence,
Where I dreamed of finally ending it all,
In a mass-display of violence,
I wanted them to feel it,
The pain I had to hide,
Bring justice to them all,
Let them know what I stored inside,
A hellish scene of carnage,
Their screams would have been divine,
Their blood stains would have been artwork,
And all of the honour, mine,
But I missed out on that dream,
The opportunity is no more,
And I have struggled ever since,
To find something to live for,
I wasn't meant to make it this far,
I should have gone out with a bang,
There should have been coffins everywhere,
And
Tools of the Gods (Poem) by Maderlore, literature
Literature
Tools of the Gods (Poem)
Time continues on,
And the deadline draws near,
The new world comes into fruition,
And the old world disappears,
A new tide of generations,
A new wave of talented souls,
A new horde looking for purpose,
Looking for worthy goals,
Well, art shall be inspiration,
And words shall motivate,
Science shall enlighten,
And I will illuminate,
I will bring about their ascension,
Raise them up to the very heights!
Make them stronger, better, more,
For this is their birthright,
Empower them with knowledge,
Upon them it shall be bestowed,
Born into a world so dark and bitter,
This is the very least they're owed!
But they aren't the only ones,
I ,too,
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