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Demon

No siver-white feathers or radiant glow

Only a framework of bones and membranes

Charred foul stenched blackened skin

He devours the Sun, extinguishing the Light

Turning the skies as black as blood

Destroying the beautiful flowers of innocence

The tormentor with torch of sorrow in heart

Their agonized squeals come to his delight

He spills their blood and cries in pain

On their final breath he is again reborn



— violet, Jan 11, 2010

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poewriter58

16 years 4 months ago

Violet

just a thought what if you were to say He is born again in your last light it would tighten up the rhyme very descriptive indeed. Sent chills through me Chrys