Is it possible to sit on a throne and control the demons in Hell
Can you rest your wilting feathers
On the edge of a wishing well?
If Hell is a state of mind the demons are everywhere
Cast them away for those
Angles for whom you care.
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Random Poetry
PoetryThis is just a collection of poems I write at random about random stuff. You can find my every emotion and feeling somewhere in these poems
