Brandon

Dec 16, 2004 09:56

Bloody and beaten,
I fall to my knees.
As my body grows cold,
my soul, to be ceased.
The burning depths of hell,
there I’ll suffer for my sins.
A river of fire and an ocean of blood,
there my torture shall begin.
Pain no mortal could stand,
demons and the damned watching.
Weighed by my shackles and bound by my sin,
I do what I must and take my punishment.
On and on without end,
neither rest nor reprieve.
Then a hole in the darkness,
and a light surrounds me.
My binds gone and shackles broken,
an angel comes and takes me away.
Free from the immortal prison,
at last I can see the beauty of day.
A glistening figure by my side,
snow white wings and a smile that shines.
It's like nothing I’ve ever seen before,
and then I feel his gentle lips against mine.
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