After Death

Mon, 07/21/2014 - 17:20 -- cece745

Burning, Burning flesh swims through the air

Screams of thousands seeking paradise

But we all seemed to be paralyzed

Reliving the wickedness of our past life


Cries, Cries of horror and despair

Screams of thousands seeking paradise

We were analyzed and felt terrorized

If I’d known, never would I pick up that knife


Memories, Memories of pain and blood

It will haunt me for an eternity

I will not regret the blood on the blade


For that wretched human fell with a thud

It will not haunt me for eternity

I watched as the color in him faded


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