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How could anyone be as cruel as this..?
Tantalising the weaker of the needing,
all because their forged purposes,
no longer feed 'their' discusting compulsion to get what they want.

I don't understand, how any human could be so degenerate, demoniac.
I understand now, they're not human.

Well you disgust me, my long ago love.
More than you ever really have.
I disgust myself for succombing to your needs,
in an attempt to appease my own.
How foolish, what a hypocrite, what a sadist I can be.

I forgive myself,
though what I have done is far beyond,
anything the Devil could dream of.
But you see, I am far beyond the Devil.
I fell long before, he fell to this Earth,
I have burned a thousand times more souls,
corrupted a million types more innocents.
I am so far beyond the Devil infact that,
I don't even have a name.
I am nameless, I am she who controls the Devil.
I am pure evil, herself.

But I forgive my actions, due to the fact I am able.
Besides, even within the most evilest of reprobates,
there is a little love, a bit of goodness.

They call me Damnation, that is my only label,
it is unknown to this world, but will not be for long.
My brothers, my sisters, I am coming, for you.
My siblings of sins, I am out side your doors. [comments] => 6 [counter] => 178 [topic] => 13 [informant] => deleterious_dislike [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )

They Call Me Damnation

Contributed by deleterious_dislike on Friday, 15th April 2005 @ 07:04:02 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

They Call Me Damnation
---------------------------------

How could anyone be as cruel as this..?
Tantalising the weaker of the needing,
all because their forged purposes,
no longer feed 'their' discusting compulsion to get what they want.

I don't understand, how any human could be so degenerate, demoniac.
I understand now, they're not human.

Well you disgust me, my long ago love.
More than you ever really have.
I disgust myself for succombing to your needs,
in an attempt to appease my own.
How foolish, what a hypocrite, what a sadist I can be.

I forgive myself,
though what I have done is far beyond,
anything the Devil could dream of.
But you see, I am far beyond the Devil.
I fell long before, he fell to this Earth,
I have burned a thousand times more souls,
corrupted a million types more innocents.
I am so far beyond the Devil infact that,
I don't even have a name.
I am nameless, I am she who controls the Devil.
I am pure evil, herself.

But I forgive my actions, due to the fact I am able.
Besides, even within the most evilest of reprobates,
there is a little love, a bit of goodness.

They call me Damnation, that is my only label,
it is unknown to this world, but will not be for long.
My brothers, my sisters, I am coming, for you.
My siblings of sins, I am out side your doors.

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Re: They Call Me Damnation (User Rating: 1 )
by Deleterious_Dislike on Friday, 15th April 2005 @ 07:16:36 AM AEST
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That end stanza should have finished...

'My brothers, my sisters, I am coming, for you.
My siblings of sins, I am outside of your doors.'

I think it flows a lot better. A small change can make a big difference ;-)

Re: They Call Me Damnation (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 15th April 2005 @ 07:17:17 AM AEST
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What an expressive write. Shey

Re: They Call Me Damnation (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 15th April 2005 @ 07:25:44 AM AEST
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I think this is a beautiful write... its so original and creative. Very inspiring and thought-provoking. Thanks for sharing. :)

Take Care
- Becca

Re: They Call Me Damnation (User Rating: 1 )
by Scarlett on Friday, 15th April 2005 @ 08:36:56 AM AEST
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"I disgust myself for succombing to your needs,
in an attempt to appease my own."

I thought that line was particular perceptive, i think we've all done that at some point or other.

Re: They Call Me Damnation (User Rating: 1 )
by Avarice_Riot on Monday, 20th June 2005 @ 06:14:59 AM AEST
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But I forgive my actions, due to the fact I am able.
Besides, even within the most evilest of reprobates,
there is a little love, a bit of goodness.

Good for you. Stand strong. It's not worth moping in misery for the kind of people like the one that you described here. And as Scarlett said, the lines about sacrificing our needs for the needs of others is definitely a point almost anyone could relate to.
Overall, I liked it. Everyone wants a piece of darkness, whether they realize it conciously or subsonciously.

Re: They Call Me Damnation (User Rating: 1 )
by Iwan on Wednesday, 28th December 2005 @ 08:38:29 PM AEST
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Superb self representation of something that few human minds can possibly comprehend.
You bring out a good point of self-forgiveness too, and acceptance within this.
Another absorbing write :) great as always, hun
xx

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