Satan is the one you've chosen.
In this lifetime, no one else lied like you;
Never thinking of another;
Giving love completes the lie;
In my heart I hold no other betrayal;
Nightmares of marriage vows make me vomit;
Giving all—I'm left with pain;
Believing God will heal.
Intending to keep my hit list;
Realizing that you are a witch;
Dreams are yours but you are accursed.
Singing Birds were born to fly but you will surely die!
Snake Blocker
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/singing-bird-die/
