Hatred

by Kyubak

Just an evidence of me still breathing. But it's my first poem. So leave me a review. And guess to who is the poem dedicated. This summary is as attractive as an insect...

B/A/N: I'll apologise for my absence (not that you desired me here, though :D) and, as the summary says, this mostly to prove that I'm not dead. But leave me a review, please! I always appreciate them. Also, it's my first poem.

Disclaimer: If I owned BG2, I'd make an assassin NPC. So no, I don't, give the credit to Bioware.

Darkness

Sadness

Mystical shade

That will never fade

Blood

Gore

That it provokes

And it makes me want you to choke

Dread

Fear

Lady of both

Scaring out every moth

Rage

Wrath

I shudder at it

Tremble for it

Darkness

Sadness

Blood

Gore

Dread

Fear

Rage

Wrath

I feel that when I see you cast a spell

I feel that when I see the arcane

I can't control myself

I won't control myself...

B/A/N So, what do you think? Leave me a review!