Damaged Devil
Damaged Devil
Conscious bears witness to time gone by
Goodness changes seasons, nature turning naughty by firelight
Night holds close the empty precious tries
Hallow woods, wind cries, reality a reaction of the mind
A baby’s first breathe alive on the outside
A breeze opens a tree revealing a purple sky
Drink dared dreams a soul consumed dies
Follow thy plight evils lusting underlie
Damaged devil walk the wind
Bid work wise, work bid time
Hear what is hidden inside
Joker playing poker face laughs silently at pride
Clues lie deep down within messages and signs
A wicked smiling devil calling out, it’s your ride
Copyright © Shannon Hawley | Year Posted 2011
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