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The Final Battle

Forged in fire, presented 'ala carte' Deceit and lies play their devious part like Hell Hounds hunting as a team of two. Their handler keeps close watch on you. In stark sound of silence, whispers creep while seeking souls to groom and reap. Greedy, modern men are such easy prey. These dogs will snare them by end of day. Beware your pitfalls when traps are set. The dark one trains each evil, defiled pet. His hounds thirst to lick your heart's blood and drown your spirit in a diabolical flood. The fiendish canine are taught to fight, lurking in shadows, beyond the light. Be steadfast in courage; stand and defend, so your battle will bring the dark one’s end.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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Date: 4/29/2021 12:39:00 AM
This is....scary! It is a good write, and has such a good ending to be courageous till the end. This reads like a poem that will be famous. It is really impressive, and feels actually, sadly (and chillingly) true. I feel the fiendish hounds are certainly on the prowl. Praying not to be the prey!
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Mark Koplin
Date: 4/29/2021 6:25:00 AM
If you believe you will never be prey. Thanks for such a kind comment on my work. You made my day!

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