Dark
lack of morals and common senseremoves every bit of guilt from
green veins which are swimming
with lies, truths, stories from all that
has gone.
picture all the sins from past regrets
compiled into one horror novel, film
based on the truth runs for hours
haunting pedestrians and claiming
all innocence false.
attempts made to scrub the sinners
from guilty lives leave cuts, bumps, bruises
on crooked lines scarring limbs for years to
come... the inflictions read the word that we
fear most, love most, and barely believe in.
"save me," she screams as her heart is
ripped out, burned, scorched by those who
crave brutal perfection wrapped in salvation
looking down at the black-masked damned.
satan exempts them from hollow depths
of sopping wet caves dripping with foul mold
and other vile substances.
admit your faults and
clean this mess.
Poetry by kaytee
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Written on 2008-12-19 at 23:26
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