June 29, 2011
He came, this demon from the depths And sat astride my chest, A force of darkness magnified Allowing me no rest. His blackened hands around my throat, The life-force fading fast, I gasped for air, I could not breath Nor could much longer last. A strength within my soul arose That now he meant to claim I called to one within me close, I spoke the secret name. His hands released, he quickly fled For evil cannot bear, Retreating to the land of dead The power that answers prayer.
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