A short poem for Sunday night...?

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A thousand stars
Pierce the veil
Demons pour forth
From the gates of Hell.

Whispers of laughter
Filled with joy untold
Echo in twisted dreams
Tormenting the soul.

A desolate wasteland
Broken and scarred
Virtue desecrated
Ravished and torn.

A thousand stars
Bear witness to all
White wings run red
As another angel falls.
 
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