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Now is the winter
Of my discontent,
Malignant, poignant,
Hellbent.
Hiss, at the glimpse,
The looking glass,
I cower, shudder as
I go past.
The freak, I see
The beast is me.
A raging war in time
Of peace.
Made to scare,
Made to creep
Softly, silence on
The streets.
To make dogs growl,
And people skittish,
A darkened villain, so
Unfinished.
Just the beginning,
In the making,
An enemy rising up,
Awakening.
-Spider Phibes
(12/25/2014)