Bloody Bliss Poem by bHabiE sHarK
Bloody Bliss
be withered i am due to yonder bliss,
of the accursed being, mischievously sinned...
Blood oozed from my left pane chest, ravaged
by the knife that went through my vest...
judgement shall set to ye, for me,
even if it's the last thing done by my will...
Sunday, March 9, 2008
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5/1/2024 3:46:19 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Awesome poem. I like it.