If I were to vanish
From the face of the earth
Noone would care
Now would they?
The sins of my life
Torment me no more
as I rot in the hell of death.
It may be time
For the Pokefurrie
To leave the pack...
Forever...
The shadows of doom linger
As my death becomes clear
A suicide of light
But can never be pure.
Heaven shall never have me
if if it wanted me
for I am evil
and must spend the
rest of eternity
in hell...
(You may comment if you like, I know it's a dark poem.)
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