Jill Martin Poet Rhyme

It

Which way you gonna turn, little girl?
Which way you gonna go?
Balanced on the precipice
the demon far below

Don’t tempt the savage beast, little one,
tread lightly as you pass
It’s capable of Godless doom
you’d never stand a chance

If you weren’t mine, I’d blind you
I’d take away your sight
let the darkness have its way with you
you’d be better off despite

IT stalks your nights and wakeless days
bumps you closer to the edge
come fall with me IT softly breathes
I’ll catch you from your ledge

IT shows you things you’ve never dreamed
as IT scratches neath your skin
there’s not a way you dare resist
the monster now within

There was a choice and so IT chose
you to be the one
a mere morsel for ITS bedtime snack
how easily IT won

You were so damned young

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