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Devils playground
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Casting Shadows fill the moonlit sky, Outside her Room Grey Clouds fathom
Echo's Cry, a Darkness Lies Beneath the ground She Cant Imagine
Lie Comfortable.. perced on her pillow, her thoughts are far from Safe
Taken away by Just her thoughts, Or by the Jin she once Explained
Lie In The Bed I make & set for You, the Voice whispers Slow but soft
Hope is lost, Without a path to freedom or a Road Across
Dusty Lice fill the floorboards, Screetchings heard, Or is her soul screaming
Old Demons, Posses and prole upon her body on a Cold evening
Spirits infest the house, a spiral staircase Leads to the basement
Where Butterflys and Moths Breed in Clusters their seeds of Creation
Her tongue of Latin Phrases, Blastphemous.. in the cover that she lays in
Theirs a Change in... Sarah to Lucifer.. <--not just that instance of her nameing
Her Skin Pale like the clouds of day.. Tugging against the sheets of her bed
Withered hands are made weaker from the cries of the beast in her head
Demise is imminent, Sculptured Paintings Un-Earth a Gathered Past
Chatter Larks.. with silence broken from the sound of shattered Glass
Lie In The Bed I make & set for You, The voice hostile in its way
awaking a creature from the darkness thats only meters from its prey
She wraps the bed sheet round her waist, her ways to the attic
afraid of the magic that might lurk, if she stays or she Panics
Thunder Stroms Outside the building, Only give Gloom to the Picture
Doom aint the bridge tah Saftey.. Yet it looms in tune to the Scripture
Her past life was full of Lavishness.. One she'd now regret to tell
Lie in the Bed I make?, a dream or a call from lucifer to the depts of hell
fuck it, ihad no time, this is a recycled open mic i did a long time ago.
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Last edited by Calibre; 07-03-2008 at 06:33 PM.
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