Diamond Dust, Devil
Fighting for survival far away from home
With my cloak and dagger where the devils roam
Lurking in the darkness that conceals the night
There belong the phantoms well beyond my sight.
All my strength is seeping, bleeding wound is sore
I won’t last much longer, I will hide no more.
Now the wind is howling; let it groan and blow
Lifeless, right beside me, lies my vanquished foe.
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Contest: Diamond Dust, Devil
Sponsor: Skat A
Placing: 3rd
Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2014
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