The Greatest Gist

The Greatest Gist

A Poem by Succubi

Beyond the Pharos, Eden’s ghost prevails
among the haunted shores of Dis
Encircling the ashes of time
drinking from the Styx

all may be forgotten, but not all is lost
from hissing tongues to thunderous doom
it is all still the same…life and death…
and from this seed, we all came to be…
It is evil, but it is what makes us equals
and yet, and still this World
No more different from Hell…
Casts upon us all, the curse of Echelons…

© 2009 Succubi


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Succubi
Succubi

Portland



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My name is Jennifer. I am fifteen years old and I am inspired to be a poet, novelist, songwriter. I play the electric guitar and hope to start a band one day with my music and lyrics. more..

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