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Post by Kabal on May 29, 2006 15:28:41 GMT -5
(Just to make sure there is no confusion, this is prose it is not based on ANY true source or event, it is simply prose, so don't comment if it has to do with "Why do you hate so much" etc etc...)
I've been gone for long, thrown out of here, now they beg me back...
"Heretic!" "Aid of the devil" they would shout, Now they want my help
A disease has spread, it's claiming lives, and only I can cure it...
Tough, you've sown your own defeat, and now must taste your bitter fruits, You killed my family, yet want me to save your's?
Swine, you fall and drop in death, Is this supposed to move my heart to your petty plight?
You burned my children, you raped my wife before hanging her, Now I sit and watch your karma tear you apart.
Fever burns your brows, and coughs rip your lungs, Rot claims your weak, and I won't give you anything. You beg and you plead, but who listened to my pleas?
When, you send someone to a hell, you better make sure they aren't a future potential savior, or they just might be the death of you.
And now, now you sit and cry, as your children die, Yet who but I mourned mine?
Your decadent lives, your arrogant smiles, your wasteful, sinful ways, Congratulations on your ticket to Hell.
And now I walk with a smile to see Justice has been wrought.
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Post by The Godess of Destruction on Jul 2, 2006 12:02:46 GMT -5
this is interesting, revenge,hurt,corague,sadness you have so much emotion here i liket.
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