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The Devils Playground

By theopiumfairy

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

Dealt into the devils hands, for Adam and Eve's mistakes, I am but a fallen angel, living with this disaster, this shame, this disgrace. The shadows still dance, the same way they always did, but i now know that there is nothing, to be afraid of, that this is where, the devil does not show his face.  Instead he choses places, where he know's the innocent lurk, The Garden of Eden, a toy shop, a candy or ice cream parlour. So stay safe in the darkness, in the forrest's of the night, hide you face in shadows, be an enemy of the light. If you chose not to listen, then so be it, become a fallen angel just like me, with your wings torn off. Come back in a childs body, and be left to wander... the devils playground. Written April 4th, 2002 © on Apr 04 2002 06:22 AM PST   0 • 10

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