never named this one
By kenneth
Forgive me for my actions I will soon forget
You
know I loaded every bullet in my clip
I will not tread lightly through
the blood and shit
I do not fall I do not falter I do not slip
Forgive
me for the hours at the furnace alone
With the echoing sound of the
anvils beat
My most wonderful weapon its blade I hone
Its so
cold but all I feel is the blistering heat
Forgive me for the blood
that drenches me
As I spiral further and further into madness
Sometimes
I wonder what it means to be free
What happened to my heart am I soulless?
Forgive
me not for I acknowledge my actions
I will not repent I intend to
face my damnation
I eliminated all obstacles ignored all distractions
I am a wicked man I am the bringer of destruction
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Copyright 2011 kenneth
Published on Wednesday, August 17, 2011.
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