As the Sun hides behind the Moon, I hear whispers in my head.
Wanting to take my Soul over, there is a battle inside of me.
A fight over my Soul, Will the Whitelighter inside of me lose or will the Demon Win?
As Stars bloosm in the sky ,the fight continues.
I struggles to hold on, not let the Demon win...I get hurt, blood pools from me wounds .
It is now Dawn, my wounds have brought me close to death..the Demon smiles as the Whitelighter strikes.
The final blow destroys the Demon, and my wounds burst with Light as bright as the sun, I riase and am Healed.
THe whispers silence.
I am A Whitelighter, And I child of Light.
A contest entry
- The Darkness Surrounds Us... (Teen Contest - Ages 13 - 17) by Bosky.
675 points, ended April 15, 2007, 21 entries
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yay the demon always gets me.i never win!
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yay, my Becca isha whitelighter!!! No demon child for you, nuh-uh nuh-uh. *shakes finger st you*
I love all your peoms, beccaaaaa. Woah, sorry, I'm just pretttyyyyy HYPER right nowwwwwwwUH. tee hee hee. COFFEE!!! *screams* sorry. *ahem*
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Good and Evil huh very interesting bit of poetry you have here becca. I like the last part of the poem because light triumpht's evil nicely done.
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Good versus evil, me likey!
A few grammatical errors, but I can tell you free-wrote it, so it's okay. 
Oh yeah, and of course good wins! (Though of course, that's not always the case... 
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Great work, thank you for entering my contest, and good luck!
Cassie
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