Satan's Sibling

Rookie (15/03/1990 / In the Bahamas. (I wish))

The Caressing Hand Of Doom - Poem by Satan's Sibling

Fulfillment frees me,
sees me and takes flight.
Defiance cornering me,
Obsessing over me.
Fighting for me.
Doom takes her hand,
And brushes it over my heart,
And I know the truth.
Doom is only being freed from heartbreak.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 28, 2008

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