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Friday, August 15, 2008 Poem #6 Demon Fire It was a blacken death that I saw, a charred distintive flare. A dance of demon with the moon, in a fiery lair. A soaring drake blew the top, flickering flesh and bone. Coal raven demon black, dancing its way back home. Clattering chains sealed the door, bound afire a distant corpse. A smiling soul so merciful, whining a deep dark mourn. Flittering a foot the demon's lair, so bound shalt not a sad soul. Flaking dust dens tumbled forth, fly away in horror my sweet. The demon's cauldron is cold and black. A bickering duo of dust and sacks. Creeping fire oh so enchanting black, burn away the darkness and dread. Burn away the innocence, brew across the fiery lands. Stir the depths of hate And destroy almighty lands. Ah so sweet so sweet, a demon's fire black. I think i'm losing my mind.
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