God's Water Paints Poem by Axley Jade Blaze

Are there two of you?
Feels more like four
Got me nailed to this coffin
Got me chained to that floor
Do you want me to sit back;
Stare, desire you?
Live my whole existence;
For the fire, which is you?
I'm paired against something brutal.
I'm starting to know the truth, though.
I may be too saintly for you.
God painted me for you;
Sure, that's true.
But you sold that painting,
Or you just threw it right out.
You sold me; you sold out!
Now, I bleed, I scream what it's about:

'Oh you Devil, oh you Beast,
Why must you choose
Me, to be the feast?
Others taste better,
Others are pure
Others have more meat,
I'm so optimistic about this.
I'm sure
Your torment?
It can be
Enough to kill this holy whore in me.

As you laugh so hard you cry
You smile as I start to wither and die.
You laugh until you crack right into two.
Now, it's my turn to laugh right at you!

It would help if you realized when you've won.
Should see the signs, should see the victory; never carry on.
You will eventually cackle until you are being strangled.
You are being choked.
Maybe I am too weak,
But there's all that holy smoke!

And the powerful entity,
Stands tall when it's clear
And, all their required to do?
Give you one lethal stare.

To let you know…
It's on!

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