Baby's Cradle Cult of Devil's RoadA Poem by Stephanie M This a poem about an actual place that is said to be cursed. Do not go near this road To walk its path is to invite evil You will see doll heads hang from a pole If you go near the Cult House Don't go near the window Crosses have been burned Sacrifices have been done Stay away-haven't you learned! The trees are painted 666 Just the sight makes me sick The roof is lined with metal crows The yard is overgrown The wall of pentagrams Is as far as I'd go © 2014 Stephanie M |
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Stephanie MBarberton, OHAboutI am a published poet and aspiring writer. No, I am not depressed! I write dark poetry. I am inspired by the works of H.P. Lovecraft and Ray Bradbury. I am also influenced by the works of Coleridge.. more..Writing
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