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| This is a rather dark poem. A guy I once knew inspired it with his demon characters. |
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While shrieking banshees irk their leaden chains
The feral eyes coruscate in the dun
And torrid infernos scourge fetid remains
Fathoms of darkness herald the dim stains
Of a loathsome demon on the run
While shrieking banshees irk their leaden chains
Harboring fears the timid heart retains
An obscure mirage of water and sun
And torrid infernos scourge fetid remains
Execrable sores; olid wounds of acid rains
Defile the flower the holy would shun
While shrieking banshees irk their leaden chains
Flux of fear, through all, still reigns
The tenure of virtue recaptured none
And torrid infernos scourge fetid remains
Fiends imbibe the soul; the pains
The throes of desolation may shun
While shrieking banshees irk their leaden chains
And torrid infernos scourge fetid remains
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