Ravens screech vicious dreams,
twisting the manacles of desire.
Malicious thoughts begin to burn
casting bloodshed to douse the fire.
Torment picks up pace,
as shadows whimper in fear.
Attracted by the visceral air,
malevolent spirits draw near.
Sickened visions swell,
resounding waves of hate.
Eyes opening wide
exposing hells gate.
A last look of disgust,
as flames lick the soul.
Caught in the cyclone,
hell swallows you whole.
Author notes
LadyDementia
"I'm a clever girl"
Picture credit; Hells Frozen Gate. by ~Cold-Hands24
Option: wordbank number: 5
malicious, vicious, twisted, bloodshed, torment, whimper, fear, eye, sick, disgust.
Sucky I know my muse hates me!
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Comments
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Quite the vision of evil's ill repute!!! Dark and bloody delicious!!!
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This is fantastic!! Well done. Lady, really?? Heh... I loved it. Best of luck!!
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Not sucky I tell you!!
I loved the thought of blood be used to douse the fire!! Eek.. that put some pictures in my head I tell you!!!
I surely felt like I was going down in flames reading this!!
Brill as always hunny!
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