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this poem is about revenge to feel so infuriiated that in your very own imagination ones death evolves

He lays himself down to sleep

He prays the LORD his soul to keep

And when he dies before he wakes

He'll think of me my heart he breaks

 

He burns inside

He's dying slowly through his eyes

The pain and revenge makes him cry

Soon incinerated into ashes my smile appears

I giggle at his pain and laugh at his tears

 

This poison will make him die

The secret lives beyond his lies

Revenge lives within 

I take your soul my spitegul sin

 

He layed himself down to sleep

He prayed the LORD his sou lto keep

And when he died before he woke

Drenched ingas he lays and saoks

 

And as the fire hits his eyes

The flames go up and he quikly dies

Author's Note

most people get scared when they read this poem but I hope you like it!!:p

Reviews

[Star-Runner]

AWESOME! much enjoyed this, Hopefully you leave a mark on mine 'And The Cradle" I throughly enjoyed this piece. I like this kind of writing, you have talent. I just started writing here today myself. Just joined about noon. I have been told my write is scittish. Thanks for the mention of this write it really is awesome you are talented.