Devil
by Jeremy Void
The world is spinning
I stare into the abyss
I watch as the colors
of a fading bliss
transform deeply
through devious
means of madness
Shadowed by comfort
I walk a fine line
besmirching my genius
Wallowing in what
some have succumb to
in a world of fear
vanity & pride
My eyes burn with
delight as I stab my throat
time&time again
The blood coats
the brown leather sofa
as I peer into
a manic dreaminess
Draped with death
I walk largely across
the bony cobblestones
My thoughts stunted
like we’ve surpasses
the lines of normality
I play ball
with the soldiers from
forbidden throngs
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