Aug 2016
Satan and I on our prowl.
Satan and I cookin' up somethin' foul.
I got lucifier right by my side.
You can't run, no you can't hide.
It's commin' down like hail and rain.
The devil and I are servin' up sorrow and pain.
There is no refuge. No place you can go.
No. There will be no shelter for you.
No. No. No.
-Jennifer DeAngelo
Copyrighted 2016
Satan and I cookin' up somethin' foul.
I got lucifier right by my side.
You can't run, no you can't hide.
It's commin' down like hail and rain.
The devil and I are servin' up sorrow and pain.
There is no refuge. No place you can go.
No. There will be no shelter for you.
No. No. No.
-Jennifer DeAngelo
Copyrighted 2016
Trying to contain my dark feelings so i wrote an angry poem.
