ViceA Poem by Amanda J. S.This is pure fiction! —I don't believe in Demons or Satan.
Vice (Pure fiction) Who do you think you are? You are no morning star. You live in the night, Are only suited for fight. The blood is on your hands You create more death than Death-Metal bands. Worse than any Satanist, Doing nothing good But still a Catalyst. You are the one who takes. Not the one who makes. The world is at your toes, Together with your worshipping hoes. They praise the blood, You are causing to flood. You are no rescuing elf, But Lucifer himself. The father of demons, Having the power of Eons. © 2012 Amanda J. S.Author's Note
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Added on August 19, 2012Last Updated on August 19, 2012 AuthorAmanda J. S.Writersville, DenmarkAboutHello, lovely people of Wristerscafe.org! I am a sixteen-year-old girl from Denmark, and my name is Amanda :-) I began writing about one and a half year ago, and a day hasn't gone by without me .. more.. |

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