Wearing a veil of darkness,
Covered with deceit
Radiating beams of false hope,
unnoticed by the naked eye,
He slipped smoothly and quickly into the body of his new host.
Lies trickled slowly out of his mouth and into the ears of his victim.
Like acid they slowly corroded his mind, melting his conscious until it had almost vanished.
Things that were once unthinkable became reality.
He was free from his conscious, free to do what ever he pleased, free to be the Devils puppet.
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Written January 12th, 2004
A contest entry
- Slipping by someoneweknew.
300 points, ended April 17, 2004, 40 entries
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Scary stuff there....I feel that is happening to me...Thing I once would never consider doing, I am entertaining the thoughts now. You are a gifted poet. Thank you!
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wow, the devils puppet? I wonder if it would be fun to not have a conscious, I guess on some weird point it might be, lol, great job here, it was short but very different, very interesting.
Irilis -
great.
It's so slick and smooth i dunno this poem scream suave to be as pertenious as that may sound. It was a dark great poem that i really admired and loved for everything it is. Great poem jsut fantastic.
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