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Misused Cross

May 31, 2024
By Anonymous

It stands in the corner of the dark room

The eyes yellow and bright

Teeth and mouth mangled

Skin pale and grayed

A cloak of His servitude 

Hangs over it's head

A cmon cross

Laid up on its chest 

Its steps were faint

Its movements free and gliding

Drool spills from its face

From black lips resting

A stench of malice

And depraved deeds

A villainous taste

Which overcame any tenderness

And the cross it bore

Was a lie to me


The author's comments:

About a sleep paralysis episode.


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