Poetry

Tammi Celina Lyons
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11 may 2012

Bitter Sweet Devil

Bury me underground
Listen now I'm hearing voices
I hear the sounds
That demons have told me
But one thing I don't understand
Are you listening?
The poundings are getting louder
And the voices are disappearing
There was no one
But me and the Devil
He spoke to me like he was worthy
Yet he hated me with such passion
As I spoke back to the beauty of a fallen Angel
He greeted me with a smirk on his face
And a hand for me to greet
Who was I kidding?
He was stunning
Yet dangerous to touch
A kiss on my lips felt so marvelous
But my heart told me to run
The sound of his voice
I couldn't just walk away
I wanted to stay
With him forever
But never will he take
The most important of me
My soul belongs to the Lord
Not to the fallen Angel
That wanted me to surrender to him
The Devil glared at me with rage
Told me I was worthless
But I know in my heart and soul
I meant a lot to the Lord...




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