Friday, February 3, 2017

"The final demon"

The final demon, laid to rest alone
No longer welcome as a guest, once known
Donned in all the very best as shown
Shoved to sea to ride the crest on stone
Never loved and never missed, dethroned
Stricken from the gala's list of crone
A last hurrah, the demon's kiss disowned
The final demon whisked like mist that's blown


© 2015 whickwithy


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