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Lucifer

In the pit, deep and hollow Burning furnace, cried of sorrow Cried his veins, but unyielding Before the punishment unleashed In countenance to arrogate His power Heaven this day turned to hell When in challenge of His kingdom As a horse in a hot chase to furnace Abrupt it stopped and the fling The middle of furnace he was thrown Punishment for Lucifer but he lives To Him, His kingdom was in contention In lore of creation he was in pretention To bow to Him the creation he knew In heaven rancour did rain When Michael gorged his ribs This furnace man must void Before attainment of His chamber But kingdom of Him in division The one he holds, the one He owns The earth, Lucifer in reign But heaven, Lucifer in lost Here Lucifer was choked with rakes Slit it tore his brows to flakes Dull blades pierced in rages The eyes he raised to His Grace Like Michael, my mind in fury To Dante, furnace for man is puree When furnace will turn to black Before a man will kiss His feet But accursed Lucifer still in reign

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Date: 3/6/2016 2:43:00 PM
Abimbola, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing, hope to see a new one from you again. LOVE LINDA
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Date: 1/7/2016 6:56:00 PM
DEEP WRITE
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