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A DANCE WITH THE DAMNED

A DANCE WITH THE DAMNED

In the city of darkness beneath earths rootsย 
Where nothing is forbidden and no one gives a hootย 
Holes and caves where fallen angels dwellsย 
Sorcerers catering to their needsย 
The eternal servants of hell

The goddess of deception is there dressed in black
Her beauty luring ones lust as she sways in erotic acts
She captures the attention of a new arrival eyes
Burning with desire his resistance of her dies

He run into her arms she holds him tightย 
He will never again see the daylightย 
Forever is the nightย 
Where the flames of hades howls none stop
And it's fury burns those deprived soulsย 
Without consuming this condemned crop

Every minute of the dayย 
Many falls headlong into the bottomless pitย 
For its lures and temptations they could not resistย 
Rejecting righteousness they extend their handsย 
For an eternal dance with the wickedย 
And the damned.

Wilford Barkerย 
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lodigiana

What a vivid portrayal your words paint! really good piece of writing Wilford! Lodigiana x

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Wilford Barker

Many thanks lodigiana..
I really appreciate your support and kind words..
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Angel

Excellent poetry angelย 

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Wilford Barker

Thanks for the encouragement Angel..
hope all is well at your house.

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