My Poetry and the Like

Just some curses I came up with...

•        Rock hard skin causes the most damage when crumbling.
•        Eyes as black as night still shine bright in the fear of death.
•        The most powerful storm could not wash away the sins, the sorrows, and the horrors this kingdom has seen.
•        Fog may creep in on little cat paws but I’m stealthier than a cat, it’s part of the job description.
•        Red rum is my specialty. Can you guess the secret ingredient?
•        The death shown in her eyes as brightly as the hellfire around us.
•        The rage inside me created what we now call hell.
•        If you don’t fear death, you don’t fear me and that is a foolish decision.
•        Ash and dust was all that was left.
•        War is the only peace I know.
•        The canals of tears streamed through without hesitation.
•        I could not feel the shattered glass around me; the pain inside was overbearing.
•        The trees started to rot as the poison of revenge started to settle within her.
•        Heaven is my hell. Hell is my playground. Death is my home.
•        May death be the sweetest thing that comes to you.