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Demons, Be Gone!

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There, demons, take back thy claws from my soul.
It may be stained with the sins of my past,
But it is not for thy Master to claim.
So remove thy claws and fangs from thee -
Go, crawl back into the abyss from whence you came.
Nevermore shall you torment me,
Driving me into you Master's burning arms.
Leave me be, for God has severed those ties that kept me bound to thy Master.
No longer shall your haunting voices fall upon mine ears,
Whispering lies that rang in my head.
I bid thee, leave me now!
Now that I am surrounded by God's heavenly grace,
You shall no longer cause me harm.





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abeatlesfan65 said...
Jan. 19, 2010 at 5:52 pm
Wow! This is amazing! The subject matter is thought provoking, and deep. Better yet, I like your use of Old English. I've seen quite a few poems that put it to use, but rarely to they use it correctly.
 
pyropoet replied...
Jan. 21, 2010 at 4:09 pm
thanx! i appreciate the comment on the Old English - i've never used it before so i thought i would have butchered it lol :)
 
pyropoet said...
Jan. 6, 2010 at 11:18 am
I don't know what to say.
 
Vilhelm said...
Jan. 6, 2010 at 5:28 pm
Don't say anything. Just know that I am here, and that God loves you so very much.
 
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