A WHISPER FROM THE DEVIL
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lowkeymorns
lowkeymornsHere to say hi and put out some poems
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On days like this, Where I find no bliss. And Every shot well aimed, will miss. Yes on days like this, where I hear a call. Beckoning me To face the fall, and greet this devil. Residing Outside My walls.

A WHISPER FROM THE DEVIL

On days like this, Where I find no bliss. And Every shot well aimed, will miss.

Yes on days like this, where I hear a call. Beckoning me To face the fall, and greet this devil. Residing Outside My walls.

This devil whom Iv come to know, Who's hands holds truth and who's truth holds full.

Telling stories I feel his words grab hold Like shadows in the shade, They fuse to my bone.

Laying awake in bed, Back in my home Still a chill in the air Lingers his icy tone.

I know it's to late To heed his call For he resides in my mind. In my walls so tall.

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