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Author: Mad Madam Mimm
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst/Horror - Reviews: 3 - Published: 04-14-04 - Updated: 04-14-04 - Complete - id:1580611
Crimson Deliverance

The scent fills the air
The smell makes me sick
My conciounce can't bear
All the pain I inflict

In my dreams at night I'm taunted
By the faces of the slain
They stare with empty eyes looks haunted
In remembrance of their pain

I try to run but I cant hide
From the voices in my head
The endless rain of tears they cried
The screaming of the dead

I taste the blood it fills my mouth
The thick liquid gagging me
I cough and gasp there's no way out
Of this hell my purgatory

And so in desperation
I relize that I can be freed
The pain of the blade brings exuhltation
I feel my thoughts empty as I smile and bleed

At last I can rest
At last all is well
For there is no greater reward with which to be blest
Than that given by the flames of hell

End



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