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The man in the night

There I saw its muscular monstrous silhouette I then looked at his face and saw those little owl eyes glazed over with the sickening and nauseating color of yellow that like a sword pierced through the dark black blanket of the cold night sky . It then opened It’s mouth
revealing those cracked crooked crocodile teeth underneath those dried up desert like lips he then let out a loud deadly deafening roar that I never had heard before shouting out to God in a low Loud tone of desperation.
“ For God why does thy torture me so? Please answer I have to I need to know please for
I don’t want Time to rush towards the date where I sit at a dark marble dining table and dine on divine but deceiving blood red wine and start laughing out this boisterous form of mass hysteria with the cold hearted demon of darkness.
For wash my soul clean of this obscene obscurity that is bounded to me like a chain is your plan to create this soulless Sickness I now bear to make my mind grow insane for why do does thy hate me so God come I need comfort don’t leave me God don’t leave me I beg and plead I cry to you God .For don’t leave me here to drown in the soulless stream of sin that this Worlds present society is persuaded to sink me in . Please let this storm of disease That holds disastrous proportions and is leaving me to do the action of self isolation .For God protect me from our blinded selfish Sick Present day society That sings their Own little sad swan song of psychopathy. For God protect and cleanse me and the people of today and God please make this horrid disease that plagues our populous go away.“
For I saw
a sly deceitful fox for once in his miserable little life cry and plead and beg for god to let him carry its prey into gods gigantic divine heavenly arms of protection that holds the salvation ,grace and beauty That’s lies deep inside this world of the little luscious white lamb and cradling its inhabitants towards the Precious portrait of Complete tranquility and perfection.

Known as Heaven.

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Nice imagery here, colors used are great, IMHO.

For me, This would work way better in stanzas. Using white space to advantage, the last few lines would be incredibly dramatic and impactful.

Thank you for the marvelous advice you have just presented me with I hope you are safe in this time of mass hysteria.

Hlm life without literature is a life without logic.

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Actually have read the at least four time. It gets stronger every time. Great use in the images, and choice of words.

Thank you

Hlm life without literature is a life without logic.

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Hlm life without literature is a life without logic.

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