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Sleep deludes my eyes Brain throbs incessantly I can hear the silence talk Behind my ears, endlessly A dog howls in the distance The owl hoots its presence A firefly glows in the corner Living incandescence In this strange milieu The fork tongued one speaks Emerging from tombs of yore My poor soul it seeks I tremble in nameless fear I know what lies in store For He is present right here Just outside my door The cloven hooves clang In the stillness of the night He can smell my fear He can sense my plight He shall not take my soul Down to Hades so deep For i wont go without a fight Its not time yet to sleep I am ready to face Belial That lewd and insolent God Those volcanic eyes and talons Now they scare me naught.
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Oct 20, 2017
Oct 20, 2017 at 5:00 PM UTC
An Insomniac's Warped Nightmare
Sleep deludes my eyes Brain throbs incessantly I can hear the silence talk Behind my ears, endlessly A dog howls in the distance The owl hoots its presence A firefly glows in the corner Living incandescence In this strange milieu The fork tongued one speaks Emerging from tombs of yore My poor soul it seeks I tremble in nameless fear I know what lies in store For He is present right here Just outside my door The cloven hooves clang In the stillness of the night He can smell my fear He can sense my plight He shall not take my soul Down to Hades so deep For i wont go without a fight Its not time yet to sleep I am ready to face Belial That lewd and insolent God Those volcanic eyes and talons Now they scare me naught.
Edgarpo
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Oct 20, 2017
Oct 20, 2017 at 5:00 PM UTC
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