Some small poems

The sweet scent of death,
ripping the soul from body,
will I ever come back?...

Alone, surrounded by darkness
Nothing to do, nothing to gain
Feel strange, a new sensation
Alone, but not afraid

Accusation; love
Eyewitnesses say; guilty
Judge rules; guilty
Verdict; death

A pure angel
Descending from the heavens
Light surrounding her
Driving away the darkness in my heart
Her touch makes me shiver
Makes my body tickle

The last two are new ^^

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