Ghost RiderA Poem by Adam Weems
The devil came down and walked with his smooth stride
Though he isn't exposed, he doesn't hide He came to my door and asked if i wanted more I said yes, sadly this i must confess Look where the road splits, just up ahead inscribed in my mind "nothing escapes me, not even the dead" Tall he stood, gazing into my eyes, follow me if you would Seeping in deeper, listening to the howls of a reaper I, the eternal deceiver.
© 2017 Adam WeemsAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on August 14, 2017 Last Updated on August 14, 2017 AuthorAdam WeemsFayetteVille, GAAboutI started Creative Writing about two years ago, i never really thought of how much a release it would become. This is my first time really posting to a community, so please feel free to comment or mes.. more..Writing
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