Sin
By Jazze Al Bhed Girl
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It's your fault...
It's your fault...
the words repeated over and over again
coming out from the man's lips
as he watched with a wicked smile
The whip cracked
and lashed on his back
He let out a small cry
The large heavy chains had laid him down
digging through his wrists and ankles
and crushing his bones
Trying to hold a mask upon his face
he grieved and cried under it.
He couldn't resist it.
It's your fault...
It's your fault...
A sharp rod with a tip
hotter than fire
punctured his side
and went through his body
A shrill scream filled the air.
The once pure tears that has once streamed out of his eyes
has turned to the red lust of his blood.
And thus carrying the burden of a heavy collar around his neck
he was to be a dedicated slave...
of that monster...
of this pain...
of his sin...
of his failure...
of her death...
The wicked man nodded his head
The men dropped their swords
their daggers, their weapons
they all ceased of this merriment of torture
And they all left him hanging
to bleed, to suffer... to die
But that was just the prologue of his suffering
And now, he was broken...
for once again in his life, he felt helpless
he cried
he grieved
he sobbed
This was what he deserved
he was hell's creation
And from his cage--
from this cold, shadowy, prison
in which he is chained
He saw a figure
surrounded by pure white light
That had blinded him
for it had been ages since he had seen one
The figure carried none in her hands
no chains
no whips
no swords
no knives
just her bare hands
She indeed was a savior
She walked towards him
embracing him in her arms
comforting the man.
Slowly, he closed his eyes
it felt so warm
it's been so long since he had felt this
it felt familiar
she was familiar
The once pains and wounds all over his body
felt nothing than a mere fantasy
This warmth...
this comfort...
was this a fantasy as well?
He felt her tears stream slowly down his back
"I'm sorry for this..."
she cried.
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Well... hmm.. i hope you know who this 'savior' is... and who the victim is as well…. You should know cuz I told u in da summary
that is all
this poem sux...