Random Thoughts

Every – You

Thrown away with the ashes of the past.
The beauty of hate, darkness reborn.
Souls are cracking, silences now torn,
Crimson waters boiled. By God, they are cast.

Souls are forsaken, bodies burnt alive.
Screams kept in; memories playing here,
A child in the window, weeping in fear,
Her demon has taken her out on the knife.

Smiling in pleasure, calling out the one.
Their deals are signed – what’s done is now.
Responds are heard but never allowed.
Devil is whistling the song of the down.

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