The offender

God will take you literally,
unlike me.
The midnight gator dressed to engulf.
Waiting at the gate of the twelve sins.
Outside your fool chambers.
A smooth outcast, not flaky like the paint on your walls of
expectation.
Drowning your idealism, darkness breathes on me.
Shot juliets lark when i sold the poison.
I the Abandoned bomb factory.
The offender.
I the serious, ugly injury!
A midnight reptile god left like a stray guard dog.
I see the words criminal form on your lips,
I´m the cream of your judgement,
taste me!