Wednesday, October 8, 2014

The Oracle

My face was bleeding
All the demons were sleeping
Those dark secrets that I was seeking
Where never meant for the worms a-creeping

The oracle stood up and flashed me a smile
Her red lips dripping with blood and bile
The oracle opened her mouth and spoke
Her sunken eyes were bloodshot from the smoke

Her words were like knives in my chest
She began to dance and to beat her breast
She screamed a scream of ecstasy
Her body fell limp in front of me


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