Cheyenne Ashley

Rookie (April 20 1991 / Pennsylvania sadly)

Reverend Dimmesdale - Poem by Cheyenne Ashley

Yet I am Holy
Holy damned to Hell!
These hands are washed;
Purified in the white fires of the Devil's gates.
Eternal death in the Wrath of God.
But I must go on she tells me...
For What More!
I stand judged with my fate,
By society's newly refined whore.
'Thou shall not go alone'
But I shall, and forever more.
As the hands of this sinner,
Close up judgements forgiving door.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 8, 2008

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