i loathe the eyes of a merciless soul
they drip with the hatred which from Satan you stole
those eyes
they laugh
at those lost to damnation.
those eyes
they burn
with the fire of Satan.
those eyes
they pierce
like a demons flamed arrow and
those eyes
mark you
like the devil's dark demons.
-DB
3/26-27/2009, 3/27/2013
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Wednesday, March 27, 2013
Monday, February 4, 2013
Throwback #4
Money is for Devil's play
in a game made of himself,
he uses lying, cheating, stealing;
losers go to Hell.
His deck is made of human souls
and here, the game gets tough:
it matters not which cards he holds,
as long as there's enough.
-D.B.
2009
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