Child Of Death
21 March, 2004
Author: Fallen_Angel
people look upon her, in a stare
dressed in black:people say shes the devils child, child of death .
Chains upon her neck and wrist
lays there in her eyes, cars painted black walls she covers them black
flowers dead never to come back
souls of her family's pictures burned so erase the face so the memories dont attack
look upon her soul her heart painted black faded upon the darkness covers
her like fire
upon hell kept upon this cell
Watch the sun burn into her eyes as she jumps off that shell
suicide thoughts retrace her mind all those guess her thoughts
begging to die
wait till the child of death makes your blood flow
while she turns her head while the darkness goes
fire of pain
remains in her veins
fire of deciet the devil's child painting the skys in blood
cover the sun from the sky paint it with the devils deceiet
kills the hopes of those in the thoughts while they bleed
Look upon her causing her pain
a misfit they'd make her scream
The child of death Couldnt wait until monday
revenge as fast as she can
make the misery end another school day
eyes upon her while they dissed her in a whisper
she took no more a gun in hand
"Child of death" she screamed l"ook into my eyes" put a gun to their head
with a gun fire watch it end
her last desire
blood covered the floor flowing covering
the ground from 25 feet away from the dead bodies
after they layed there dead
she put the gun to head
She screamed,in a shout
I'm tired of being your devils child
her blood fell from the side first fallin from her shoulder
Child of death blood cover the floor
while the weight of her chains helped pull her down
Onto the ground
another misfit she fell peacefully silent revenge dead without a sound
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Comments on this poem/writing:
Meridian (64.12.116.207) -- Friday, March 26 2004, 01:35 am Hi MJ! (Mallisa Jackson) LOL!!! This a tragic poem. Is this a true story? Sounds horrifying. This sends a chill not up my spine, but through it. But overall, you describe your poems so well though!! Be encouraged, and have fun!!!!!! |
mallisa (24.116.254.82) -- Saturday, March 27 2004, 05:14 pm lol no its not a real storry thats what happens when u write at 4 am u kinda get weird |
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