Holy Deamons... Poem by Cassie Ayotte
Holy Deamons...
To make snowballs of fire in the devils halo, is a crime commited only by the holy deamons. Their wrath is peacefully calming. Their screams and yelps whisper quietly in my ear. 'To be opposite is to be the same as the stable erraticness of a straightly crooked painting.'
Monday, October 25, 2010
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