Sweet passionate lips,
Piercing blue eyes.
Words full of venom,
Kisses of poison.
No beat in your heart,
No blood in your veins.
Your soul has gone to hell,
Your body soon to follow.
The mask you wear
A facade for the demon.
Love shrivels and dies
In your ugly presence.
I hold out my hand
No fear do I show.
The light in me strong
The love in me old.
Two warriors standing tall
Fighting valiantly for a cause.
Demon against Demon,
The highway to hell is long.
--by Arwyn
Friday, March 7, 2008
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