On The Dotted Line

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Soul Thievery.

Don't Ask.

My favorite, and(arguably) best work.

Breaking Hearts,
Laughing all the While,
No Urge to Stop,
Though I know it's Vile

No need to Sign in Blood,
That's just a Formality,
And you can just Make the Contract
Out to Me

With a Flash of Fire,
And the scent of Brimstone,
There comes First a Screech,
Then a Moan

You signed the Contact,
Like I knew you would
You start to Cry,
It will do you no Good.

I Cackle and Curse,
As you Beg and Plead
Your Soul is Mine,
Like we Agreed

Down through the Fire,
Into the Pits,
Past all the Sinners,
Roasting on Spits

It sounds awful Now,
As they Cry Out,
But soon you'll just Pray
It's not your shout

You Signed,
We Agreed,
Your Soul,
To Me

I'm not the Devil,
Just a Servant of His,
And if you want at Me,
Take a Number, Sis.

Deep Down, I'm sorry,
Or so it seems,
But you just brough my Soul Count
To One Hundred, Sixteen

I leave you here,
In this land of the Dead,
And return to Earth,
To Take another Head

No need to Sign in Blood,
That's just a Formality,
And you can just make The Contract
Out to Me.


Submitted: April 27, 2010

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Alice Van Zandt

Wow, this is really good and I really like it. For some reason when I was reading this the words flowed into a melody in my head, so possibly you could turn it into a song.

Tue, April 27th, 2010 11:10pm

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