SINNERS IN THE BONFIRE

by on January 19, 2009 :: 0 comments

I was vanished,
devoured in fact.
A bonfire was
made of me and
my ash whirled in
the air, burning
with other souls
in the warm night.

I was one of
the cadavers
tossed into a
terrible fire.
I was in chains
and drugged. I heard
cries from others
suffering the
same fate as me.

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