Sunday, November 11, 2012

Sand

I can feel these walls
They bend in the wake
Of the ensuing evil
Yet they do not break
I have fortified
And stabilized my defenses
From the terrors of my mind
From your evil senses
You have done nothing
That has pleased me
Bringing out the worst
Never setting me free
So here it is Lucifer
My line in the sand
For I am not the devil's patsy
But I am God's right hand
So as I turn my back on you
I hope you feel this hole
For this will be the last time
You will see my soul

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