Wednesday, October 11, 2017

The Beasts

The beasts of Hell
Come to stake their claim
Upon my soul
They do name

Their forms are scary
They frighten me so
Their bloodshot eyes
Their blood clotted nose
Their jagged teeth
Shine with blood
From the victims
They have fed on

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Sunflowers

  Sunflowers in the field Standing tall Standing still Like guards keeping watch Over the farm And it's flock