Death
On my lips lies
the bittersweet kiss
of death
The scent lingers
on my breath
The musty dark
taste stays in
my mouth
Ill fall down south
to halt at the gates
of Hell
I can hear
Lucifer yell..
My name
It soothingly
tames
My fear
Of being
near
The lost souls
and
dark angels
Of this hellish
plane
Will i attain
my
black
feathered
wings
Copyright © Karen Porter | Year Posted 2013
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