Hell is prisonA Poem by Spirit <White Wolf>My world is covered in darkness. The fires of hell rising up and consuming me. The birds do not sing here. All I hear are the horrid screams and the smell of burning flesh. My demons come to taunt and torture me. They chant my name and bring up my devilish past. Oh the wretched screams of those who have done wrong. I do not belong here. The inhuman screams and the demons that rip at your flesh, tearing you to pieces. I do not belong here! Free me from this hellish prison. Kill me now and stop my bleeding heart. © 2008 Spirit <White Wolf> |
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1 Review Added on March 14, 2008 AuthorSpirit <White Wolf>Boone, IAAboutI write a lot of poems but I do have one book that I am working on getting published. Its called Animungus Lupus which means Shape-Shifting wolf in latin. I'm am major writer. I write about everything.. more..Writing
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