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Poetry

a book of poetry written in the shadows of the night, with the stars as the only light. while the age of starlight was at it's peak. *completed*

haunt from thy lord

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by bisrixe

by bisrixe

Now it is time,

For the sinner's punishment,

Hang him,

And show him that thy lord knows best,

My head will be severed,

And my body will be sold,

The time has passed,

And now I can not forget,

Haunting like the dark at night,

Perish the sinners,

burn in hell,

And repent for thy sins,

Even ones whom you know have not been done,

For he knows best,

And he has engraved it in your memory.