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Death of a Cockroach
Squikward Tentacles
It feels like I died inside
It feels like I fell in love with Her
And she pointed to a dark shadow lurking behind
It feels ecstatic, rhapsodic, evil; full of power
It feels sad, boorish, diminishing; a soulless murder
It just feels Awesome!
Concoction of thousand emotion!
Squikward Tentacles has published another poem since joining on 14/7/09. Read more of Squikward's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Squikward's latest works: