Throwback Thursday Poetry: The Wraith Riders

through the night we shall ride
seeking imperfection
the purpose of our lives
to commence dissection
with our dark piercing eyes
we see your infection
the shrieking of your cries
will fuel our intentions
our never-ending drive
ensures your destruction

Early poetry from James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.

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