Heaven's paradise in my sight, A striking pain in my right.
I see this angel by the name of emotions, With it's sword covered of my own blood.
I fall into the depths, Falling off the clouds, into the fire.
I see my executioner in my front, instruments sharpened off my flesh.
They strike my soul,This pain I endure.
Is the pain of life's mistakes and trickery,
I will wait and die, while my mistakes live on in my past-life.
-R
Wolfe the Infamous One Community Member 
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