Sammy, I know you're there somewhere
You just have to go and fight
I won't hurt my little brother
Even though I might already die
Lucifer might be strong, true
But you've got to break the spell
Cas and Bobby died for you
Lucifer needs to go back to hell
I peered into your heartless eyes
As you beat me to a bloody pulp
Sam, I know you're in there, brother
You just have to fight back harder...
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To My Wayward Sons (Supernatural Poetry)
PoetrySupernatural poems that I write when all the: -massive emotional damage -overwhelming crack -severe obsession -rare inspiration -demon possessing me is too much to handle. 50% feels, 50% crack, 100% trash. Abandon all hope, ye who enter here! ××× ...
