Extreme Cataclysm-1 Poem by Seema Aarella
Extreme Cataclysm-1
Rating: ★2.3
I am nailed to the crucifix,
and set on fire,
am bleeding to death,
and the poisoned water
burns my throat,
a raised gun aims my heart,
arrows crisscross my torso,
an axe is raised to chop my head..
leave me alone,
without all these too....i am already dead!
Saturday, November 21, 2009
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4/26/2024 9:08:04 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very sad poem seema.very touching ...................................cheer up