The sin of thinking

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Religion and Spirituality  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: November 02, 2012

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Around, all around, angels gather, mocking me.
 

My dread grows as the angry hand of Heaven falls against my naked soul.
 

It smites me, and my darkly essence drips to the wicked earth that is my prison, it drinks it willingly.
 

In my madness I dance while the Reaper laughs cruelly, dragging my lifeless soul.
 

Now alone, my love falls upon darkened eyes.

This is because of you
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