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Rated: E · Poetry · Religious · #1618168
This is a little poem I wrote when I was, like, 9. Slightly religious, not much, though.
The Angel,
hurtling to Earth to become a mere human,
because she had disobeyed her master.
She was beautiful, but sinister.
She sinned and incouraged others to do the same,
making her powerful and hideously cruel.
She told lies, saying they were truth.
She forced them to commit murder, suicides and homicides of huge amounts.
After a millinium, she died of a mysterious illness.
She went to the Lake of Fire
and immediantely
started to roast,
diliriously laughing,
so that whoever heard it would die.
All unholy sinners soon died,
and went to the Lake of Fire,
to roast and burn
As She Is.




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