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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Smiling Spitting Deadly Sins Son of the Devil evil and twisted when his mask falls away Through the curtains of death he turns truth into dark lies With horrible shadows haunting over Love's light so pure As jealousy reveals shades of a Soul’s envy at this moment Cunningly you crawl behind colors pride with selfish hurting Innocence casting stones—the fruits of a hideous lurking evil Filling you with stupid silly emotions crying crocodile tears Hate is your playground game as the Dark One takes his souls Weeping from the deep wounds inflicted on others at your wish While fighting one lost battle as your words burn from the ugly Fork of your tongue while spitting venom they become a vile Poison in which every last drop makes one’s very skin crawl When I see the light of truth awakening in your Soul’s eyes I really see a Hell-Fire scorching red hot who is the real you Your pretty tongue of thy father speaks the evil words of the King of Lies to my heart as it is touched by the serpent’s rasp Yet ever you can never always hide behind this perfidious mask And such words of beauty will not always hide what lies within The darkest outreaches of your Soul’s descent into damnation For Love itself is a journey of the gentle divine and the innocent But those who breathe the Hell-Fire can only fool us all so long And when their mask falls away they speak with a serpent’s tongue So vile and gruesome that they know not of Love as they strike and Bring eternal pain holding the Devil’s sword with their blackened hand Causing pain with greatest relish as they laugh heartily at the pain Inflicted on others not really knowing what they hold in their hand In hate and anger while striking out at all innocent souls as their Double-edged sword waits for those from the depths of Hell itself Gary Bateman, Liam McDaid, and Michael Clarke A Collaborated Poem, Copyright © All Rights Reserved August 9, 2015 (Unrhymed Quatrain)
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