The deepest, darkest, blackest crevasse can not hide all my hatred, rage and lust.
So here I stand, naked beneath the burning bright heat of the sun.
caressing my body. Warming my skin.
Yet, not the hottest fire in hell could warm
my cold heart and sole.
Yet, not the hottest fire in hell could warm
my cold heart and sole.
So here I stand, for all to see.
love me. hate me, or fear me.
which ever you please.
for this is me. in all my glory.
With my twisted mind and torched humor,
With my twisted mind and torched humor,
On earth. heaven or hell I shale not change.
©2012 sarah patel
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