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The Crooked Beast At The End Of A Crooked Path
The Crooked Beast At The End Of A Crooked Path
I saw him rise like a dark spectre
in the clouds
at the end of a crooked path
his horned head cocked
spreading his cloven claws
astride the graves that nestled
safe beneath the trees
his wings unfurling
across the sky
and gathering in
the long dead souls
beneath the ground
and I thought
I heard the demon say
“I told you I would not fo...
Monday 18th August 2014 7:33 pm
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