Demonic Possesions Poem by Jorge Alexandre
Demonic Possesions
I hear his voice, encrusted
In my unspoken head,
His words whirl around
My mind with dread.
I see not what he be,
I know not him of sight,
He is my mistake and my
Misery, for years and years
Of un noble fights.
Unspoken things,
Things that happened
But will never be revealed.
Cause as soon as I say a word,
He shall put me six feet,
Below the earth of thee.
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5/21/2024 9:58:17 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Beautiful expression of a demonic oppression. Nice reading...10.