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The Axe Falls

LECTURAS 39
Votos 9
Partes 1
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LECTURAS 39
Votos 9
Partes 1
Hora <5 mins

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A.W. Nutter

Silently creeping through the hall
Concealed in the darkness of night
From God’s grace I will surely fall
My hate bringing me such delight

The handle turns easily in my hand
As your door opens without a sound
Emotionally trapped in sinking sand
Realizing I’ve entered unholy ground

Induced pain and sinful transgressions
Floods my mind, causing me to digress
Lowering the axe in fear and frustration
Screaming out to heaven in my distress

My demon awakens, grabbing an arm
Devil's child, trapped in Satan's web
Beaten into submission, easily disarmed
Forced on a path, angels refuse to tread

A cold wet tongue slides across my back
Completely devouring my spiritual essence
A game of humiliation, before the attack
Slowly destroying my childish innocence

Forced to my knees, I see the axe
Mirrored blade reflecting a coward
As his leather belt caresses my back
The axe is swung with all my power

Dark red spray, stings my open sores
Blood soaking me like a pouring rain
As his twitching body falls to the floor
Demons turn, to scream out in pain

Returning to my room in disbelief
Trying to comprehend what I had done
Curling up on my bed, feeling safe
Patiently waiting for morning to comeTodos los derechos reservados

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