I shall be dyed in the color red
Tearing out all of the deepest pain
For I will never be aware
That my color has become that of blameWhy should I feel ashamed?
It was all your fault that I'm not tame
For the beast, I, will always hunger
And I will always give in to such sweet sorrowsTurning a small candle light into a huge
Blazing fire that will never die down
While laughing at my victims own demise
Trying their best to snuff out my flameSuch a beautiful scarlet my color has taken
Instead of flowing it drips without
Following any certain pattern
But I care little, for I await my own downfallSmiling sweetly like a docile little China doll
Trying not to crumble my well built face
Loving the fact that others feel my pain
I will twist the fate of others
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Devil Chronicles
PoetryPoetry written by a sarcastic little devil with sincere emotions...