Allison Unknown


The Devil's Numbers - Poem by Allison Unknown

I walk down
The firey halls of Hell
Wondering what I did
To deserve to be here
Little demons
Dancing by my sides
Chanting that they have
Found a new one
Getting pushed and tripped
Falling to the ground
My skin is burning
From the inside out
I get back up
To my feet
And look down
For I am covered
In black sheets
My wrists are starting
To feel like they are on fire
The pain is just
So unbearable
Something is burned
On my skin
It reads 666
For that is
The devil's number


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 21, 2009



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