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Sequel to "Fire Dancers" A ghost at the window of my brain Working me in the realm of wrong I wish I could cry out for someone’s mercy But Satan’s dancer only sings Satan’s song I bathe in the fire and purify in the mud I’m destined for Heaven but Hell is where I belong

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Poet Destroyer A

Date: 3/14/2012 8:24:00 AM

Good morning ;-) , thank you for sharing your wonderful poem. Have yourself a good one*always~pd"

Kirsty Jocelyn

Date: 3/13/2012 7:05:00 PM

So much emotion felt through this poem .. Really lovely.

Laura Breidenthal

Date: 3/13/2012 5:41:00 PM

Very nice sequel here. I wonder how Satan's song sounds like. O_o I think my mind just imploded. Nice imagery I got from this one. Always, Laura