a price to pay
roaring thunder, lighting dances in the sky a picture painted on dark clouds in the dead of the night you can her her scream bound by her soul he torments her the price she paid no body knows she wishes for death but even in death she will never escape the king of tormented souls for ever in debit she will never escape his hell
This Poems Story
this poem is a reflection of my emotions and how i feel like ive sold my soul sometimes and the devil wont leave me alone
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