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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required no end to this neverending sentence...just a sour note and a few mad quotes from the afterlife afterlife? more like ants in the afterbirth...once a mighty warrior now a worm...i slither and i squirm... no fire and no heat just chained to this seat...forced to view the victims of violence from this man of misery with eyes and ears open...not even a blink...with every scarred soul the lower i sink the movie begins and the theater is dark...and i'm not alone...i can hear other dead dogs bark these innocent faces turn insane just in seconds...i can feel their disease...turning blessings to curses a sad symphony and a choir of chaos keep spewing their venomous verses i once was the greatest but now i'm the worst i just can't breaK FREE from these shackles and chains...i hear the word NEVER into eternity the echoes of screams they just come back from the screen now the skeletal masses are laughing at me i ask for forgiveness 1000 times a day but my tormentors just laugh..."NOT A CHANCE" graves of ghosts empty and they all come to me to thank me in person for just being me no uniformed ugliness just brutality beasts...they all take their turn from the a to the z i cry out to God and he says, "IT'S TOO LATE" i talk to the devil and he says, "you'll be free any day" vengeance was mine now i'm getting slain...for all of my sins and my murderous ways for attrocities all...from the small to the large...i turned good men to monsters and massacred love i turned peaceful neighborhoods into ghetto battlefields i broke apart happy families as they cried,moaned,and squealed more than six million got sent to their makers with lead sleeping pills i lived the devils deal...now repaid with revenge...i'm sad,seedy and sour...still no suicide syringe like blasphemy on a binge i tore hideous holes in the fabric of time yes to my children of darkness i made the demonic seem divine...i even claimed to turn water into wine now truth and terror has me thirsty for some kind of a release from this concentration camp i NEVER can leave please just one tear from heaven can put me at ease
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