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The Sentence ((Poems of a Rouge))
Lies and Treason
The judge Called my crimes
A Lier made of me
The Humbled Rouge
The Fighter,
The Warrior,
The Soilder Turned to crime
Yet the Crimes I shall be hung for
Are not my own
But those of allies
I called brothers
Maybe It will end
the nightmares
the sleepless nights
Maybe it will bring peace
to my torrmented soul
Maybe being turned loose
from this Mortal coil
will bring peace and calm
Or maybe nothing
But the pits of hades
await me
If this is my fate
So be it
If it is not
then the fates wish me
to merely suffer more
But till i stand
with noose tied tight
round my neck
I'll Know If they toy with me
Or if Finnaly i shall know rest
 hellflame3000 · Thu Mar 01, 2007 @ 01:02am · 0 Comments |
