Sold to the Devil

by ForeverHis   Jan 13, 2007


Pain, blood, cuts, and knives,
Only blackened hate still survives.
Lost in a world of self-hate and death,
My soul is poisoned with every breath.
Black is my heart, stained is my soul,
Black turn my eyes, my body never whole.
Lifeless my body, distant and cold,
Now to the devil myself I’ve sold

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  • 17 years ago

    by Espoirfailed

    This is so good, the length is really effective n i loved the rhyme scheme. well done