From around the dark edge of the abyss
stands a legion of hungry demonic beings.
These beings are so nasty, vile and grotesque
that their battle cry causes your whole body to freeze.
The blood cursing through their veins
calls for the feel of their enemies brutal death.
This violent death give them an elated feeling
that rushes through their bodies and out into the night.
A night so still, so dark, so bleak
that it shrouds the light and holds it tight.
It holds it tightly as to secure the veil of evil
so that the demonic beings can devour the souls of the light.
N J Shotwelll
5-7-10
1122am
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