Content,
behind your gilded walls,
rooms of gold and white for bars..
No second thought,
on how your corruption will be repaid..
Betrayal,
always has a high price to pay..
Death is coming,
he knows your fears..
Your greatest weakness,
will be the end to all you hold dear..
Had your fun,
but in the end..
All must pay,
for their sins..
- C. Pantoja
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Creepy Poems
Horror1st. Book in my "Creepy Poems" series. I hope you enjoy it ☠ I do read all comments, and appreciate knowing which ones are your favorites
