Sinner
14 April, 2005
Author: Mike
The death of a sinner will
Unleash my happiness.
as he answers to Satan himself,
Tears of joy shall stream down
My pain etched face.
As he burns and rots in
The endless torture that is Hell,
I shall look upon his worthless body
And laugh.
I shall stoke the fire
And tighten the whips.
Wrap his chains closer
And draw his blood.
Streams of red shall run
All over his pitiful skin.
I shall bathe in his blood.
THIS is his fate.
So be it.
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Comments on this poem/writing:
Angel in Tears (81.129.17.72) -- Monday, April 18 2005, 06:51 pm As far as I know,this poem expresses your feelings about the sinner perfectly. Glad you shared it with us. |
Taylor James (81.138.55.187) -- Monday, April 18 2005, 07:54 pm hey mike,this poem is really expressiv(if thats even a word) but really just to say great poem and like angel in tears says it expresses how you feel perfectly. **Taylor** |
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