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Poem of The Day

An unholy Sabbath

Running from a unholy presence chasing me down

An eclipse forms blocking sunlight from the entire town 

Panic attacks penetrating my mind

Voices inside my head constantly repeating "join us its time"

Managed to go into my house, grabbing a golden holy cross

Got into my room, locked it, I screamed


There was no response

A gush of wind blows opened the door

A darker unholy creator is sittings on the floor

Its Satan sitting there, he's smiling.

With eyes of fire from hell stares at me

He ran, rushing next to me

Whispering into my ear "GOD HAS FAILED"

Inspired by: Black Sabbath 

Written by: Gonzalo Romero

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