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Demonically Yours
Black mass called for raising Hell
And spiteful spirits rise
Responding as they cast the spell
But smoke gets in their eyes
These incantations by the verse
Are read from the Book of Flame
So expect that beast to ride the curse
As heads are hung in shame
Thus Rosemary is giving birth
And Damian's laid bare
Now Satan's kindred walk the earth
But let's try not to stare.
And spiteful spirits rise
Responding as they cast the spell
But smoke gets in their eyes
These incantations by the verse
Are read from the Book of Flame
So expect that beast to ride the curse
As heads are hung in shame
Thus Rosemary is giving birth
And Damian's laid bare
Now Satan's kindred walk the earth
But let's try not to stare.
Published 29th Oct 2014
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30th Oct 2014 00:21am
ha! Love it! Yes, let's not stare indeed. Though I will have devil horns up. \m/
30th Oct 2014 3:15pm
30th Oct 2014 00:23am
Dark n deep write sir. I must say i truly like this. Even sweet lil southern grls like to visit the dark side from time to time
30th Oct 2014 3:16pm
30th Oct 2014 5:22am
I loved it, Crowfly! A great, dark, and truly magnificent poem that appealed to my own dark and Gothic sensibilities quite strongly. I say, let the people stare all they like... there's angels and devils amongst them whether they like it or nay. And I'll not say which I am! *Wink* ;) Though I've been told my halo is held up only because my horns keep it firmly in place. Tee-hee-hee! :D
30th Oct 2014 3:19pm
Thank you, Jessica. Sometimes I wonder if it's possible to be an angel and a devil at the same time.
