Michael Koelliker

Rookie - 0 Points (August 26th,1991 / Victorville, California)

Will-O-The-Wisp - Poem by Michael Koelliker

All along the sylvan trail
Our souls lost and not yet found
Eaten up by his hellhound

When turnt black, the foxes' tail
From the ground raise purple lights
Know your life is soon to fail

Join us, in our merry round

Topic(s) of this poem: supernatural


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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 9, 2015



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