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Unholy Hell

Unholy Hell

Must I endure this deviant state?
While medicinal queries contemplate
Buried in a tomb of my own design
Callous demons fester and dine

My mind is a terrible waste
Insanity a state I embrace
But who’s to say I’m wrong
I’ve always been crazy all along

Scribbling secrets on padded walls
Cyphered from whispers in the halls
Ink from fingers bleed
To rectify a silent plead

Doctors need not visit my prison
They can’t tame the unholy hell risen
I dance with demons in the dark
Their talons have left a mark

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Jai Masters

Love it!!Β 

U hit the sweet spot with this one LisaΒ 

why dedicate to me I have no idea exceptΒ 

you are too lovely coz Jai isn't writing any poetry it's the devil!! ?

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Jai Masters

That's a good reason to dedicateΒ 

I think you are terrific too and you never know which poem you are inside!!!!Β 

Luv from Jai;)Β 

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Mizzy ......

Cool tribute Lisa.....lovely piece of writing !

Mick.

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Deborah Evans

Hi Lisa Β A dark pieceΒ  which youΒ 
are so good at writingΒ 
Great writeΒ 
Best wishes Debs x

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Jason Brown

POETESSDARKLY is living up to her moniker; as she invariably does!!

I LOVE the final couplet; an apt encapsulation of the entire piece.

J x

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