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![]() A Variety in Prose Single Key
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HOME | A LINK TO MY ART (NEW!!) | Links to MY POETRY | ART | Heartbeats (book one) | A Fingerprint of God | Beth Lambert | Drakmyre L O D | VARIETY | GUEST | WARNING | Favorite LINKS | About ME | CONTACT | Call 9-1-1! | alone | beautiful | BELIEVE | Bigfoot | tumor | Dark Passion | Dark Soul | debating | debauchery | ecliptic | emancipated | engulfed | box | ice cold | sorry | insanity | hell | Imagination | just | Lap Top | fingerprint | sandwich | little dog | lost | Me, Critique? | memories | terror | no one | Nymph | prince I | prince II | exemption | reality | spam | delight | doubt | together | painful | paper boat | paper II | reflections | reprieve | SPAM | sunlight | single | stow-a-way | squeezins' | take | tempting | until | us | contract | iggy-poo 1 & 2 | wayward | winter | what | why | hurt | PEACE | wearily
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“ Single Key“ Ron Kinard © 2006 Subhuman
entity Existing
within a dungeon Chained
to a wall Buried In
the bowels of My
subconscious Locked
away for Eternity It
attempts escape Whenever
no one is looking Almost
forgotten It
rears its evil head Whenever
temptation or Presents
it’s self Like
a cancer, it festers Growing
inside Until
it breaks its bonds Trained
in mortal combat Time
on the streets It
hardened it’s self Void
of emotion Existing
only to survive Doing
anything within its ability To
do so Capable
of violence and destruction Mayhem,
torture and cruelty It
has the capability to kill In
the blink of an eye Very
few know of, or Have
seen this creature The
ones that have, thank God Are
no longer here To
bear witness to The
atrocities endured with This
monster unleashed You
see before you A
hollow shell, void of emotion Lacking
a heart Rotting
away from the inside out A
bottomless pit of Darkness
and despair Its
only purpose is to Imprison
the beast held captive within Preventing
its escape You’ve
awakened something else Something
long lost and Equally
forgotten A
piece of what’s left of My
heart Buried
deep, along with the beast The
last piece of hope left to Restrain
and keep it in check The
last bit of light remaining Illuminating
one of the Darkest Corners Of
Hell on Earth It’s
amazing to Actually
feel again The
morbidity of life has Regained
some of its appeal With
you, there remains A
small spark of hope To
survive one more day To
go out of my way To
do anything possible To
keep the Demon in check And
to be able to pray For
the possibility of Brining
a shred of happiness Into
your life Because
of all the happiness You
bring me Maybe
I made a mistake A
fatal mistake Releasing
the only key left That
fits the lock Holding
this inhumane Darkness In
its place But,
as for now You
hold this single key |
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