ShellA Poem by JamieOf how one person carries all the sins of our world.A shell of a man alone he stands Tired of this world with its endless demands Like a hammer on glass his mind slowly breaks This hell born onto earth he can no longer take. Gone are the days when the sun warmed his skin A vision of black he resides in our sin The reaper is coming to cleanse his soul He crawls from the darkness rising out of his hole. It walks the earth sniffing out his victims of the night The cries of the dead are losing this fight It finds him alone drenched in our sins With a strike of his scythe this reaper surely wins. A shell of a man alone he lays In a puddle of crimson his lifeline drains His world shatters open to reveal our true sins The angels are weeping as fire cleanses and wins. © 2014 JamieAuthor's Note
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7 Reviews Added on November 15, 2014 Last Updated on November 15, 2014 AuthorJamieBarnsley, United KingdomAboutHi all! I'm new to all this but I thought I would join up and give it a try I love writing its always been one of my big passions! Mainly write poems. Any and all comments are welcome :) more..Writing
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