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shadowsofthought — Hell is Sold not Bought [NSFW]
Published: 2010-02-20 08:17:57 +0000 UTC; Views: 95; Favourites: 2; Downloads: 0
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Description Your heartbeat
He hears it
And your sweat
He demands it

Dripping down your spine
You are running out of time
Least be it for you that you have commited
Your unholiest of crimes

For you my dear
Have reason to fear
His visit to your grave
And him making you his slave

Dripping blood he smells the scent
Of what crime you have commit
He sees the blood on your hand
Here he asks you for your darkest hand

Driven to his madness
He will take you in his sadness

For what you do not know
Is he is searching for your soul

Damned me we are
But we knew that which we swore
Because in truth the pain we feel
Is worth bearing his scar

For if you were to glance at us
You would not see the foam and puss
You would not see the darkness that
Is a part of us

For that is what we sell you
In our skin tight tombs

All your pleasures
And your sins

Only to let our hell begin
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Comments: 4

thedaemonspawn [2010-03-02 02:55:53 +0000 UTC]

Man, have you got a gift with words! I really love the wrenching sickness and daunting of this. Spoken out loud, it'd flow off the tongue beautifully. Excellent piece.

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shadowsofthought In reply to thedaemonspawn [2010-03-02 02:58:05 +0000 UTC]

thank you doc!

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thedaemonspawn In reply to shadowsofthought [2010-03-02 04:18:11 +0000 UTC]

You're most welcome!

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Bait-n-switch [2010-02-20 12:22:56 +0000 UTC]

thanks for sharing ..i really enjoyed it a tastytwisted gem!!very mystereous heart wrenching down word spiral tempo..each line brought more peril in its unravelling..in my mind..the ending brought a sense of release..

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