Devil's Servant

by aisyned   Jan 21, 2007


Scars across my body,
bruised heart filled with hurt,
mind aching,
from always getting treated like dirt,

wanting to kill myself
cause i know i am already going to hell,
i am a girl,
put under the devil's spell,

putting hexes on people.
worshiping the devil,
if you talk bad about my master,
i pull out my bloody red pistol,

i am his slave,
hurting and killing good people,
watching them,
turning from a human to an angel,

turning good men to bad,
putting them under my spell,
making sure when they die,
like me they shall go to hell,

my master rewards me,
by giving me pain,
but the thought to stop serving him,
never once runs though my brain,

piss me off,
my eyes turn red,
and in less then 3 minutes,
you shall be dead,

that's my promise,
and i will keep my word,
however,if your lucky,
the devil with be busy and you won't be man slaughtered,

so if you say something about my master,
i will kill you in less then 3 minutes,
and one thing you must never say or i will kill you in two,
is that man girl you are nuts.........................

by,Denysia Chapman-madden

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  • 17 years ago

    by x.Athame.x

    Interesting write. I liked it, nice job. *5/5