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Serial Killer

Serial Killer

Null of reverence,
Not a wisp of respect or an ode,
Iniquitous of character,
Natural embodied mind embowed.

Misanthropy or just delights in death?
How is that your name carries on?
And yet those who die fade away in last breath?
Your actions immortalized thereon.

Your sinister outlook and mere lack of empathy,
You walk amongst us impious and dark,
Your wicked ways detach you from society,
And yet people watch to learn and hark.

The way that you disposed of them,
The way you were eventually caught,
What could have possibly drove you to sin,
While families of victims distraught.

Bred and wed to pure evil,
A serial destroyer of lives,
You have our attention and upheaval,
But you will never take over our lives.

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Tony Taylor

Hey Sir SIMON!!....you have unequivocally defined your poetic style my friend......I would recognize your stuff ANYWHERE!!.......driving home your intent with phrasing that is meticulously precise and compelling.....whose intuitive strokes seem to define character while simultaneously, and somehow magically, delivering broad, sweeping, strokes that color the whole perfectly!!.......PINNED!!......Great Work dear poet brother!!.......true art here!!.......smokin' grooves SIMON!!......Smokin' Grooves!!.......T xo ?✴❀

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Simon Bromley

Tony I thank you.Β  When I first joined this site I had not written for a very long time and I felt as though my earlier writes were lacking something, but through constant support and inspirational poems from yourself and others has helped me to raise my game.Β  I thank you my friend.

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Tony Taylor

No worries Sir SIMON!!......It has been a pleasure.......and I'm expecting seriously great things from that mighty pen of yours!!,......keep up the great work.......your spring board is now officially open for business!!......stay groovy brother poet!!.......later.......T xo ?✴❀

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