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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Canto V: The Oracle ________________ She came round the dunes again to disturb Wise and whistling maiden bristled knowledge Ghost's and demon's she did like to perturb Those with knives, came to give homage 'He lost' she sighed and her tears flowed Witch, woman, every which way she glowed 'Evil begets evil' but he resists His withered soul rightly then to insist 'They did not return the favor' he plead The oracle replied angry 'Desist" Her spirit felled with his rage, he fled That was behind he thought 'so far so good' Devil's deeds he'd do again in fact Trace him down now, he'd kill if he could The soul now beyond withered, more cracked Than repairable it would seem to be Blessed child to heaven's kingdom do you see? Devils quarters he remained stuck within Planning and plotting for the lies with sin Spun round in circles, Lucifer's chosen Not far from a lake in spite of it then Not far fetched as his heart had frozen Canto: VI: The Closure __________________ The oracle was so far gone The blood had all dried Spiritually withered bones The deeds done and applied Then he came to realize he was lacking something But what was it he pondered? Oh that beauty in the distance, pearl white robes! Kiss the mist of teary eyes and wince Because his closure, his answer was amiss Purgatory for this bastard and his devils wish You stabbed me In veritas, nox.
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