His Strenghth Poem by Hannah Bradford

His Strenghth



Devil laughs
Hes in control
Of every piece
Of your twisted soul

He has you now
You will never win
No chance of all
At trusting anyone again

How he does it
I do not know
Hundred Thousand
Being controlled

They do stuff
By his will
Death becomes
His every will
They kill others
And theirselves

Trying everything
To be released
But hes so powerful
You will bend at your knees
And bow down to 'your Almighty'

His strenghth
Never wavers
And causes pain and terror
As he feeds off of
Mistakes and errors

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