The Devil preferred the magic of his own invention.
Quoting scripture for his own purpose of work
A state of mind as good as any other
Glad to have a senseless place
in dark than daytime
Split bone deep
Conscious to the last breath
A blurred kingdom of night
Nobody can see
Parted lips of books
Songbirds that weep
YOU ARE READING
Boo's Peak By Mugglemindedlyme14
PoetryA found poem inspired by To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee
