Goner
Flame licks my hand
Smell singed hair
Black smudge of wax
Wick crumbling
I face Hell with triumph
I wantonly disobeyed
I serve sentence
For repetitive crimes
For tutoring the darkness
That lived within me
That lived within her
I serve sentence for
sin
I'm a goner.
Copyright 2003 by pauly hart
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