Progressive female living in the south. I write on the nights that I have insomnia. I am jaded about religion, but I don't have viewpoints on religion. Strange thoughts creep up when you lack sleep. more »
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As I walk through the valley of death
I fear no evil, for I am evil
The lost souls call out to me, wailing so helplessly
Men, women, and children, have been waiting for centuries
The ashes in the air, the billowing tower of smoke
I see thirteen bleeding souls once dead; thump again this night
Thus, as I approach, hands from the ground, try to grip my blood stained cloak.
A fight lies ahead, for those once dead, let me terrorize your fright
Evil has her wicked fury when what is mine is denied
Step aside, righteous ones you cannot hide behind your white ...