Poetry
Presents POETRY
HE LAUGHS AT A REFLECTION
GRIM IT IS
NOTHING MORE THAN AN EMPTY RECOLLECTION
OF WHAT IS TRULLY MISSED
A WHITE FACE PALE WITH DEATH
CONTOURED WITH SHADOW'S SMILE
INNOCENCE EXILED SINCE A LAST BREATHE-by redcrow
SEEKING THOSE WHO HAVE SINNED
WREAKING CARNAGE IN A SCARLET FURY
EVIL SLINKS AND GASPS IN POOLS OF CRIMSON
HELL IS THEIR GREATEST OF WORRIES
LEAD BARRAGES PIERCE THROUGH INNARDS
BLADES SPLICE INTO STALE FLESH
YET HE TOWERS, WHILE DEMONS WITHER
JUSTICE HIS ONLY QUEST
ONE, THEN ANOTHER
THEY ARE THE DAMNED DECEASED
IN DISMEMBERMENT, TORN ASUNDER
STEPS TOWARD GRAND RELEASE
SOON THE LAST IS SLAIN-by redcrow
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