Altered_Soul9
Bluelighter
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This is a poem me and my friend John wrote in the middle of a poetry reading. I really liked it and wanted to share. I wrote lines 1,3,5,7,9,12,14,16,18...He wrote lines 2,4,6,8,10,11,13,15,17,19. critique
~Let me help you off your cross.
From your burden of hatred cast upon by the death of faith.
~You smile mocks my disbeliefs.
As I strike you from behind and destroy your kingdom in fallacy.
~ I feel the void made by your hateful penance.
The void devours you, and I rise to your once high position.
~The feeling of power overwhelms my ability to breathe.
I place you in Hell, in everlasting pain.
~As I resurrect my strength to combat the world.
Your scream of revenge permeates the dark
I have risen above your strength.
~I’ve accommodated for your weakness,
But you will not find refuge in my solace.
~You will perish in the dry heat and ponder the reasons fro your demise.
Never to rise from the ashes to walk in the lines of my acceptance again.
~You plummet from your position only to land into the damned.
You scorn your creator, forsaken from his kingdom.
~My pity knows nothing of you.
I murdered you long ago and have long forgotten your face.
~Let me help you off your cross.
From your burden of hatred cast upon by the death of faith.
~You smile mocks my disbeliefs.
As I strike you from behind and destroy your kingdom in fallacy.
~ I feel the void made by your hateful penance.
The void devours you, and I rise to your once high position.
~The feeling of power overwhelms my ability to breathe.
I place you in Hell, in everlasting pain.
~As I resurrect my strength to combat the world.
Your scream of revenge permeates the dark
I have risen above your strength.
~I’ve accommodated for your weakness,
But you will not find refuge in my solace.
~You will perish in the dry heat and ponder the reasons fro your demise.
Never to rise from the ashes to walk in the lines of my acceptance again.
~You plummet from your position only to land into the damned.
You scorn your creator, forsaken from his kingdom.
~My pity knows nothing of you.
I murdered you long ago and have long forgotten your face.
