Bill Steward Poems

Sky fades red
Blood rains down
From the clouds
Angles slain
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Such beautiful eyes
I tell myself not to look
When you walk on by
But i take a peek
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Under black skies
Grins this grim Nortic God
Oh great old one
God of the north
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The Rose was darker
Than the darkest nightmare
The light of the moon
Made the Rose look soft
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Every moment
Wasted
Every thought
Disregarded
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As the razor blade
Slides through your veins
You shout
As your soul pours out
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I hear your prayers
I can hear you cry
You plead forgivness
You dont want to die
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With unfinished prayers
You think its unfair
Your hearts bursting
With and overwhelming pace
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Condemned
To live on Earth
Damned
To Hell afterward
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In dead of night
Angels cry
Tears of blood
Fill their eyes
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