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Array ( [sid] => 109717 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => HIM [time] => 2005-11-14 16:13:43 [hometext] => !PLEASE READ AND REVIEW! [bodytext] => He walked slowly,
His coat rippling,
His hair blowing back by the wind,
And his eyes as red as hell itself.

His piercing eyes glimmering in the moonlight,
The street ablaze,
Strolling along,
A grin on his face.

He came from beneath,
Satan himself,
The destroyer of good,
The messenger of death.

Everywhere he looms,
Luring them in,
Tempatation his game,
Maker of sin.

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HIM

Contributed by chazthepoet on Monday, 14th November 2005 @ 04:13:43 PM in AEST
Topic: abstract

He walked slowly,
His coat rippling,
His hair blowing back by the wind,
And his eyes as red as hell itself.

His piercing eyes glimmering in the moonlight,
The street ablaze,
Strolling along,
A grin on his face.

He came from beneath,
Satan himself,
The destroyer of good,
The messenger of death.

Everywhere he looms,
Luring them in,
Tempatation his game,
Maker of sin.

Copyright © chazthepoet ... [ 2005-11-14 16:13:43]
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Re: HIM (User Rating: 1 )
by His_Infernal_Majesty on Monday, 14th November 2005 @ 04:21:39 PM AEST
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Nice poem

Re: HIM (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Monday, 14th November 2005 @ 05:27:28 PM AEST
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You have a gift for imagery.........evil, sinful, and I felt each and every one of them.
And you certainly have him Pegged!
Most people don't think he even exists today, but if ever you doubt just look around and see all the mischief he creates. Wars, sicknesses, hurricane, tornadoes..........All good things come from God Above, and all bad things come from Satan because he simply doesn't know how to love
Liked your poem very much
Warm love
Lovingcritters
consue

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