An emperor
Outside I'm a boy, But I'm an emperor. You are just my toy, And I am your terror. You will fear me, You will be afraid. I will drink my tea, And you will just say, You'll beg:"Please, don't kill me, I will be your serf. You can do what you want And even enserf." I will just stand up, And definitely say: "I have a big heart, I remember that day, When you was a young, A small stupid boy With beautiful eyes And the favourite toy. You was like an angel, You was just a child. But now you are devil And you have to die! Your mother will cry, Your children will sleep, Your father will die, And nobody will keep Your family, home, Your friends and your job. You was very tall But now you will rot. That's all, dear friend, You can leave me now. I know you can't stand Me like a fat "Frau". That's enough, oh, hangman, Take him and just kill, Like abhorrent man, And murder until He will breathe and live." . . . How do you think, the poem will sound better as a rap or as a sad song? I really need your opinion. Comment here ⬇️⬇️⬇️
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
Oh wow... Never thought of this way... Hangman... Real nice poem... Nicely executed...
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2020-04-17 01:53:16
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Poet of Dark Rose
@JENOVA JACKSON CHASE Thank you, I'm really flattered🙂
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
@Poet of Dark Rose umhmmm... Welcome... But ya I'm being honest here.
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