Hell

by Rachel   Feb 11, 2008


Theres those times when we all want is to lie
On the break of life when we have to die.
People will tell you the horrid tale
To make the skin crawl and send you to hell.
It's not the hate inside that pulls you in
Maybe the fact all you do is sin.
Was it right how they wispered and sneered
Aren't you glad you never feared.
They can't hurt you in this place
Your the queen of the black and purple lace.
What if they hit you and scream
you are the almighty one, you are supreme.

They don't look at me like they used to
We're no the same me and you.
The fire burns so many mischievous hearts
In this land I shall take their parts.
To rot and lie in this haunted dark
I leave my scar it is your mark.
You can not escape what is fate
with a soul that is so full of hate.
It's not worth fighting for
Your stuck here at my door.
Will you be one of those dolls
Which who so gracefully falls.

I am here to open this gate
Do not worry I wont be late.

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