Go To Hell

I’m a fragile, dead corpse six feet under.
A malignant and deadly being, 
So hand to me my belongings;
That being my blackened wings.
My power shall end you.
Your being will fall.
Apocalypse,
I shall reign.
Go to,
Hell.

honorable mention in andrea's contest etheree me

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Carol Sunshine Brown

June 21, 2010 at 7:10 AM

Congratulations on your win in Andrea Dietrich's contest "Etheree Me" Nicole. Love, Carol

Joseph Spence Sr

June 20, 2010 at 7:36 PM

I love the natural flow of this poem and the ending lines. There are times when one has to get serious. Congratulations on your success in the contest. Blessings, Joseph

June 20, 2010 at 3:18 PM

Kind of scary to think about. Much for the reader to ponder on. Congratulations on being a winner in Andrea's contest. Enjoy your success. Keep on writing. Karen

Andrea Dietrich

June 20, 2010 at 4:18 AM

HI, Nicole and thanks for participating in my little contest. You were not last of the HMs. The HMs just fall where they fall, I can't control it. I rather liked this one and it was very well written. LUv, Andrea