An Evil Demise
Hi guys, I bring you another poem by my sister. It is unfinished and she is struggling to come up with an ending, but we would like you to have a read and tell us what you think of it, as any and all feedback is appreciated.
So you laugh,
You must be daft,
coz as the devil,
I have many crafts,
Burning and freezing
Coughing and sneezing
You double guess me,
you will never stop sneezing
your eyes will explode,
in a tower of pain,
your blood will pour,
from each and every vein,
Your body will wither,
Flesh fall from your bones,
with your endless breath,
You'll utter painful moans,
Your heart will swell,
four times the size,
The pain will remind you,
of your own demise.
1 Comment – Postiwch sylw
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Rhoddwyd sylw 18 mis yn ôl - 23rd November 2011 - 16:59pm
Loving the picture guys