| The devil woman came to me in a dream one night Her haunting figure, ghostly and see-through There she appeared, an utterly disgusting fright The night-mare horror, nothing could out do In her slow pace, she inched closer to my side She grew closer, inch by inch, until she realized my stare It was far too late, no possible way to hide I felt by her gaze, I couldn't move, I would not dare My thoughts were scrambled, unable to think She touched my face with her cold, feeble grasp The last thing I heard, was the devil woman speak "You are of no importance", while in her deadly clasp Dragging my body, she went on her path Through old hollows, past old tombs Murdering the young, taking their souls with her wrath Killing the youth, still in their mothers' wombs |
| Devil Woman |
| Story info: Written: Jan. 5, 2004 (12:56 AM) |
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