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Doing The Devil's Deed
Contributed by
SoUR_GuRL67
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Thursday, 23rd December 2004 @ 11:15:13 PM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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I trusted this sickness
Which was my first mistake
I guess I'm easily seduced
But, the beauty of this evil was powerful
On this enchanting black night I gave my soul
Succombing willingly, taking his hand
Shivering as he whispered into my ear
"Come my child, born not of God, come home with me, don't speak, don't nod.
Just follow close, I'll lead the way, the time has come, Your judgement day."
Perplexed but intrigued by his words
I glued my eyes upon the demon
His half smile beckoned me unto him
his stare bore holes in my skin
The fire stung in a comforting way
His fingers were wrapped 'round a staff of some kind
He pointed at me "come closer my child"
I hesitated there not wanting to move
"Now don't be afraid, this is destiny dear, the time which you shall fufill your purpose draws near."
I felt my flesh being sizzled away
as he drew me to his chest
He explored me with his bony hands inside and out
I whimpered half in agony half in pleasure
As he ignited a lusty fire I'd never felt before
His tongue grazed my cheek, he hissed like a snake
I cried out as he sank his teeth into my neck
He spun me around, I saw the blood on his lips
He snarled at me and sighed deeply
"How I hate you", he said, and I didn't understand
"but your evil equals me. Your soul is unpure, the darkest of black,
and I gave you life, now I'm taking it back."
I was quite uneasy, not knowing what he had in mind,
I had so many questions but my voice froze in my throat
Then in one moment he was inside
I saw my soul escaping from my body
rising up in thick clouds of smoke
I gasped but there was no air to breathe
"You've nearly ended you journey", he said with a smirk,
as in pleasure his whole body began to jerk,
"This thing we shall spawn will have absolute power,
fast approaching is humanites darkest hour.
The wicked we'll yeild, not even I can control."
He released his grasp on me and flung me into a pit of fire
There my evil rotted soul remains, for there is no way to escape.
The deed is done.
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Re: Doing The Devil's Deed
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by blacksabbath026 on
Thursday, 23rd December 2004 @ 11:52:00 PM AEST
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| very good, i cant even tell you how good this poem is |
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Re: Doing The Devil's Deed
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by EternalNight4x on
Friday, 24th December 2004 @ 09:29:58 AM AEST
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| excellent dark write, I loved how most the things he said rhymed. Well keep it up |
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