The great scapegoat is stapled to his throne,
Dying for what I have done.
I deserved to go to Hell,
But the scapegoat rang the bell,
And now to Heaven I shall fly.
The scapegoat never broke a law,
The scapegoat simply had no flaw,
But for all the sinners he shall die,
And to heaven we will fly.
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Keep Your Coins, A Book Of Poems
PoetryThese are just some random poems that Ive written. I spend more time written the Fallen Angel poems, so these may not be as good, but I hope you enjoy. The picture on the cover is one of banskys works. Im not sure who took the photo of it cause I go...
