The Devil's a kite stuck deep down in the earth.
Beside him lies the Devils advocate.
His hair a Golden Halo encircling his face
Eyes as blue as the sea and sky on a bright and sunny day
When the sun hits him he looks like and Angel
Awaiting to unfold his wings and lfy to his freedom and kingdon of love.
But he does the Devils bidding without a single regret.
He feels no remorse or sadness when he kills or hurts.
He does it without hope that someday the Devil will release him from his grounded prison.
No
He does it with revenge and anger for all the one who hurt him.
Abused him.
And killed him.
Over and over again
He remembers all of the pain.
All of the suffering.
All of the times he had his heart ripped out by a fair maden with a beautiful face and a heart of Gold.
He's the Devil's Advocate so he can get his revenge.
So He can watch the victums as they Die.
Watching them knowing that as they Die all they see is his beautiful face.
The face of an Angel.
All they feel is regret and a broken heart.
Knowing that they could of stopped it before it was to Late.
But with every Death From the Advocate
The more he feels the need for revenge
Only will that need be extinguished
When a woman with the blood of the Advocate's victums, charges, and Duty's fall from her head in ringlest and curls.
Offering her Love and her Death to him
So that he may be in piece the rest of his life.
Free of the killing,
The rage,
The suffering,
And free of the Devil and his commands.
His one true wish.
Originally Posted On Site: 2011-11-17 21:07:58
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