A Vacant Home
Lucifer galloped -from my soul to my phone.
In a voice resembling death -
He asked, "Are you ready to voyage home?"
A chill -
ran down my spine.
"You have no other Choice."
He commanded.
Poetry by Andrew A. L
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Written on 2012-09-16 at 03:01
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