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Simy

Love for a fool who lies...
Simy your words are nothing
But poisonous lies
Your eloquence enraptures me
Your words enthrall thy soul
Frequently you poison my mind, my body
And my soul.
Your aura is intolerable
Your presence is shameful
Thou reminds me of an odious palfrey
You act if you are my prodigy
With thy masked removed
You’re nothing but thy fool.
With one hand you hold a scythe
And the other sword.
A sacrifice for the sinner, a deep
Torturing sense of guilt.
Feeling sorrow and revenge
You fall from grace
Depraved of soul
Resistant’s is weak.
My little sinister how you bring harm
Evil and misfortune
Sulking around the shadows
Grasping your evil deeds in your hands
You fall deeper and deeper
Becoming translucent and undeterred
You've become unearthly
Thriving in sin
An insatiable, unsubdued thirst for pain
On the verge of death
You stumble into my court.
I stand and watch as you wither into agony
I step down and whisper into your ear
As you slowly fade
"I Always Loved You".
By
Published: 10/25/2007
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