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At the Gates of Naamah

At the Gates of Naamah

Thunder fell upon the house,
Judge the sight of a horrendous foul,
Weak my mind became as fright,
Reckon me as I heave the scale.
The wooden door drives awake,
Cold as dark before I stepped,
A howl of the empty night, 
Drove its scent upon my light.

Insane chill lurked upon my wind, as i saw her chained in creed,
Her cries melt upon my soul, as she spoke into her lore,
            "Come now into my woe,
              Bring me joy upon the shore,
              Would you not so enjoy,
              To wreck havoc and destroy?
              A cost of your flesh and bone,
              Will be lust upon my horde,
              Give me your soul so I can dwell,
              Your life force which I can hold,
              As the sun sets you`ll be free,
              From the dark paths of my will."

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Tony Taylor

Dude!!.... you're totally great at this narrative dark stuff that makes millions of dollars........... I'd say without some of the misspells and formatting glitches....... this would be kick ass......... but you know how poetry goes.............. personally, I LOVED it!!...........ALL STARS........... peace out..........T xo

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Xiǎo Jiàn

Many thanks Tony i'd wish i'd understand a lot better the English grammar and I have a lot to learn, tho English not my 1st language :). Thank you for such an amazing comment and I'm deeply happy you enjoyed it :)

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