Black acid of hatred boils and burns inside,
Filling the void with wrath, envy and pride.
Having fallen from grace I am sinking in sin
With my back to the Lord, but I didn't mean
It to be this way, no not at all -
You were the cause of this and you made me fall.
I've become a different person, you say;
You drove me to it and you are to blame.
When the time comes I will pay for my sins.
But if I'm going to hell...
You'll be coming with me.
Black Acid
© Copyright: Евгений Шпунт, 2010
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yet it makes me wonder if all this evil is for real
Беляева Дина 20.09.2010 21:58 Заявить о нарушении
Беляева Дина 20.09.2010 21:58 Заявить о нарушении
let it go...
i hope the poem was the attempt to do just that
Беляева Дина 20.09.2010 22:19 Заявить о нарушении
i hope the poem was the attempt to do just that
Беляева Дина 20.09.2010 22:19 Заявить о нарушении
art is the best way to get is out of your system
good luck!
Беляева Дина 20.09.2010 22:59 Заявить о нарушении
good luck!
Беляева Дина 20.09.2010 22:59 Заявить о нарушении