• Bloody beads and sinful souls,
    Brought to the gates of Hell,
    Thrown into a fire of rage,
    And all you can do is yell.

    Pure white and peaceful lives,
    Float luxuriously to the skies,
    Resting in the serenity,
    And you need not suffer.

    Thrown like a rag doll,
    Regret and greif fill the void,
    Wondering why you did those sins,
    How horrible.

    Flying past the fluffy clouds,
    Happiness and releif fill the purest souls,
    Thanking yourself for being innocent,
    How greatly you'll live on.


    Meh I was bored.

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