You believe yourself forgiven,
by a splash of water on your face..
Your false prophet can't save you,
your soul belongs to me..
My Legion draws near,
sensing the residual parasites in your mind..
You believe yourself safe,
that you will get away with your crime..
I am Death,
there is no escaping what will be..
So smile,
laugh while you still have a voice..
For my army is many,
and they are coming for thee..
- C. Pantoja
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Creepy Poems
Horror1st. Book in my "Creepy Poems" series. I hope you enjoy it ☠ I do read all comments, and appreciate knowing which ones are your favorites
