the devil placed his hands on me and i watched lifelessly,
as he moved his cold, dead hands inside of me.
he begged me with a ghastly grin, and tried to convince me to say yes.
the moment i let him, he dragged me through the gates of hell.
where i now live and can not escape.
i am now a vampire, who only uses humans for their blood.
i am now the devil, the manipulator.
because this is what he has made me.
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your love (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: hi this is my first poem
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Great write
Welcome FRIEND ~ Thanks for your first poem ~ nice structure ~ sad subject ! We are warned to resist the Devil and propel HIM with the Sword of the Spirit ~ which is the Word of God. The DEVIL is a deceiver and goes about as a Roaring Lion seeking whom he may devour ! HE can manipulate you but NOT destroy you ~ but The Holy Spirit can overcome HIM ! Every Blessing ~ Yours BRIAN (UK)
This is absolutely haunting, extremely emotional. Amazing write.
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