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Apr 2015
I wake suddenly with a start
knowing something is there.

Out of the darkness there is
the sound of mighty wings.
I can feel the air stirring
around me at their beating.

Suddenly, in the room, there
is the smell of rotting meat.

I am afraid..

A feeling of utter finality fills
the room where I lay and I
fall from bed and to my knees
bowing my head in acceptance.

With certainty I know that
he has finally come for me.

Samael..........Death's Angel
Michael K Thompson
Written by
Michael K Thompson  Louisiana
(Louisiana)   
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