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Jul 2017
the devil will drown you
dead before dawn

heart in your hand
hold it too tight

hurt shoots down your spine
love pools in your bones

the earth will hold you
squirm in the dirt
under its spell
cast by the devil

held in a
dream

there you lay
under
beneath cold clammy earth

death cannot be undone
not unwritten
crawl or beg
but you cannot break the spell

from ashes of soil
my soul will rise
garden of decay
and mould my home

I have paid my price
shed my skin
died within

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Written by
CeilingStar  25/F/the forest.
(25/F/the forest.)   
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