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Jan 05, 2010
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Being Courted By The Devil
As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
Upon my neck I can feel his breath.
He beckons me forth, and whispers my name,
Daring me to play his deadly game.
He laughs at my fear, and scoffs at my hate,
He tells me I'm his, it is my fate.
I tell him to leave, that I dwell in the light,
He dismisses this, I belong to the night.
"Say goodbye to the morning,my nocturnal friend,
In Hell we have fun, it does not ever end".
He says this to me with a most evil grin.
I am seduced at once, I feel the desire for sin.
Being good is to hard, What is there to gain,
When you cannot do anything, to avoid the pain.
So I am going to dance, and fuck in the fire,
Be filled with carnal pleasure, and live for desire,
You may not like this, I really don't care,
Because I'm tired of virtue, for life isn't fair.
I give up,I have fallen from grace,
I will live in the shadows, so I can cover my face.
I am queen of the night,the moon is my guide,
Where I can live freely in sin, and have nothing to hide.
Upon my neck I can feel his breath.
He beckons me forth, and whispers my name,
Daring me to play his deadly game.
He laughs at my fear, and scoffs at my hate,
He tells me I'm his, it is my fate.
I tell him to leave, that I dwell in the light,
He dismisses this, I belong to the night.
"Say goodbye to the morning,my nocturnal friend,
In Hell we have fun, it does not ever end".
He says this to me with a most evil grin.
I am seduced at once, I feel the desire for sin.
Being good is to hard, What is there to gain,
When you cannot do anything, to avoid the pain.
So I am going to dance, and fuck in the fire,
Be filled with carnal pleasure, and live for desire,
You may not like this, I really don't care,
Because I'm tired of virtue, for life isn't fair.
I give up,I have fallen from grace,
I will live in the shadows, so I can cover my face.
I am queen of the night,the moon is my guide,
Where I can live freely in sin, and have nothing to hide.
— greeneyes, Jan 05, 2010
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point.of.redemption
16 years 5 months ago
uhhh
greeneyes
16 years 5 months ago
ah its just a poem! Dont put
wolfycat
16 years 5 months ago
an answer...
Candlewitch
16 years 5 months ago
hello Elizabeth
greeneyes
16 years 5 months ago
Thanks everybody!
Worldwide Freeride
16 years 5 months ago
Green eyes!
Taylor Delaware
16 years 5 months ago
A new side...?
greeneyes
16 years 4 months ago
thank you both so much, it
Roscoe Lane
16 years 4 months ago
Terrific poem