The sweetest berry on the bush
Is often poisoned
Pain for pleasure
As fire burns through your eyes
A thriving hate pulses through your body
All the while you plot
All you want is for them to suffer and hurt
Physically, Emotionally, Financially
You want for them to feel all sorts of pain
But when the deed is done
Once they undergo the torture you put them through
The sweetness of your berry will fade
For the rest of your life you will only taste bitterness
The poison taking effect
Running through your veins
Until death takes you away
Judgment become apparent
As you sink to the flame-filled depths below
 Alatria · Sat Dec 09, 2006 @ 12:56am · 0 Comments |
