Monday, November 21, 2011

dazede

A devil died,inside
Only to wake up again,insane

An evils root ,I confide
Never to feel from restrain

Must of known the mist
Was shallow in that kind
Of yelllow sun behind
Hold myself as a fist

To die from when
A fight again
Behind the depths in raw of red
The fire lights the soul,the devil fed

A perfect heart,a lie
Rose up from death , deny
That swollen path it drew
From my hand its pen
The devil died again.

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