This is a poem I wrote a few days ago and I wanted to share it with all of you out there. It's a poem of what a demon might want and how a normal day goes for him. It is fictional of course.
It started as a poem, and then it evolved into a piece of writing that I didn't understand. It isn't true, in my own account, but I added aspects that happened to me and it turned into something else. :D
Sleep my dearest children
Til morning does the sun rise
Think about wonderful things
Before the twinkling moon dies
About the island of rejected toys
And be thankful for legal dreams
And spider princes hear what they say
For just apperance is nothing what it seems
Forget about the greed monsters
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| Updated Mar 25, 2013
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Weare missunderstood yet butiful even when we can not fly.
Wears us and we are nothing but light guided birds like crows on the berg of loving to breaking. P,s this is a true poem I really do have Best friend crow I named clay he comes and vists me it really did happen I really did save him.
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| Updated Mar 11, 2013
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I dedicate this to my ex fiance,Christopher.
You are my light when there is no sun,
You are the rainbow after the rain is gone, you
Are the moon that glows so bright. And even though our relationship didn't work out, you will always be my prince charming because you are irreplaceable, and because...