Wolf's Wrath
Willful persecution,
angered by rejection;
fuel the flames
and allow the fire
to burn away your sins;
ignite your sins.
Foolish little child
never doubt in this,
you will find
resolution lies in grief,
pain filled and confused mind,
suffer for all time.
Errant and ignorant
to all before you lies
and when the truth
shall become unveiled
time will be your guide.
Walk the path
you placed before you,
suffer fate's wrath.
Remember this
all souls must pay
and pay you must,
damnation.
Your choices
may come back to haunt you,
the evil that you relayed.
May you find forgiveness
from which the bed you made.
And when you lie down at night
and think of what might have been
may the darkness
in which you sleep
bring nightmares to you bed.
Nightmares to envelope your soul
and steal away your breath.
Death will seek
to deceive you
and drag from you
any semblance of peace;
damn your soul
for eternity.
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