Life of Sin

Living this life of sin is only the beginning, never ending.
I live the life of the unholy, I do things my own way.
I have a heart but yet it fails to work, I dwell where the demons lurk.
Stuck in the pit of the damned, all you people are going to get rammed.
Rammed by the horns of the devil, I dare you try to get on my level.
I'm a beast as you can see, try to test me, think your the best of thee?
I think not, I'll cook your soul in a pot.
I'm living a life of sin like I have no end, I stay true from where I began.
I slit of the wrist of my own, just to get a loan.
Damnation is calling me on the phone, I'm not the only one.
I'm the one to put you on a hot dog bun, best you be on the run.
I'm coming for you as you can see, you will never get the best of me.
I come yet again to where I began, this is never the end, yet only my life of sin.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this poem in mind of my life of sin. Please note that is mixed message. It's how my mind wonders and makes me want to do things yet I can't do it so it starts me at the beginning.

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