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The cursed poem
To he who hears the poem in its entirety, a curse shall be put upon thine soul, as it is released from thine body..... Thou hath been warned...............
the angels wings, a raven's black,
on demons eyes you turn your back,
as fire burns and thunder cracks,
the final bout, no turning back.
as you meet the blade of sorrow,
your future ends, there's no tomorrow,
you've run out, of time to borrow,
you have met the blade of sorrow.
times of present times of past,
the time has come, for you to pass,
the reaper hungers as he fasts,
there is no way your soul can last.
the angels wings, the demons eyes,
theres no one left, to hear your cries,
the hidden truths, the fatal lies,
and now you meet, your own demise.....
-chris luna (feb 25, 2009, 12:30 pm)
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