A Bloodied Secret
Midnight calls? Whom? To all. While I sleep, these willows weep And the cats who scratch will keep My secret forever more Halloween is mysterious All the more delirious Why shall I stay Because I need to pray And keep my secret more Why has God forsaken me? Why has he forgot? While I sip a cup of tea I shall be forgot And my secret shall be no more While I hold on for dear life To be reaped, from my strife 'The God who has forsaken me' asks me for tea To discuss my bloodied secret But why would God do that? He already knows all The earth is not ready But shall I be called Only I know my secret I shall kill you all These are my words I'm the devil That's why I play thirds And you shall not bevel With my bloodied secret Author- Zachery Philip Hassel-Koons
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