Serpent Tongue
Poor boy never held his tongue
He was sent away with tears in his eyes
And blood-slicked thighs
Oh how his lovely virtue never thought of this.
His innocent beauty so tainted
The seed that was sowing within him
The Devil's eye watched him secretly
And he caressed his cheek with the cold rains
It was God crying from the Devil's cruel punishment
"Why has this been bestowed upon me?" he cries.
But receives no answer, but the howling of the winds.
Shattered brutally, he became hollow
How could his fruitful lips be so bruised?
Did he not notice the sighs that escaped those lips?
Disgustingly wondrous ecstasy
He was blinded...
...For he was isolated in the nothingness of his own identity
He longs for the damp, dark depths of a grave
His vain wish cannot be granted
He was damned to wander the scorching coals of Hell.
Trapped from his pretty visions of salvation
How dare the Angel of Death yearn for his own demise?
The angelic forces taunt him
The line between good and evil blurs
What has he really become?
An angel of mercy or a monstrosity of Hell?
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Submitted: 2005-05-24, Updated: 2005-05-24,
Chapters: 1, Size: 1K,
Words: 211, Comments: 8,
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