Murderers Tears
Do not cry for images displayed on table
showing your guilty drops.
Watery falls will not save your conscience
nor angel present pure fury heart.
No sympathy gained for blooded hands taken from sorrow souls.
In time
body will wrinkle behind metal justice.
For when last breath has taken
your spirit shall decent below earth's waste where it belongs.
Back to open flames of licking heat
back to cowards smiling arms of lies.
Your sin shall soon meet your fate
until then........
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Do not cry for images displayed on table
we have risen where you won't ever be.
Free.
Copyright © Ryan Jackson | Year Posted 2011
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