Ghost Rider

It happens most nights
When evil is near
Something takes over
And I’m not here

Everything goes dark 
And I lose my human desire
I turn to bone
I’m engulfed in fire

With my steel chain
And my Penance stare
The demons I’m hunting 
Had better beware

The Devil cursed me
With a blood sealed stain
To vanquish the demons 
And cause me pain

I’m the peacemaker 
The evil decider 
I walk this Earth
As the Ghost Rider

If you cross my path
And have done wrong
I will send you to Hell
Where you belong 



February 23, 2023
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Turner Avatar
February 23, 2023 at 7:55 AM
I certainly hope we do not cross paths. I will get their quick enough on my own:) I enjoyed my read this morning, Chelsie.
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May 31, 2023 at 8:48 AM
Thank you, I’m glad you liked it.
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