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Beelzebub's Candle

It does not flicker, but it's intensity is there
Casting his menacing form as a shadow in the putrid air

There is no fire and brimstone in this unearthly pit
Just screams and haunted memories of mankind's lowest shit

Another soul has entered Beelzebub's lair
Can he repent his sins on the candle of truths flare

If it flickers in these walls his soul will remain
His hellish deeds on earth too macabre and insane

He waits silently for the candle to decide his eternal fate
.............It wavers in the cavern, he repents, but it's too late.

eddie12309

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Comments & Feedback (12)

@MrAlex cheers for kind repost 👍💚

Very creepy 👿 ill never look at a candle the same again 😱

@sjw only white candles. 😱

@liberty thanks for kind repost. Glad you liked it. 👍💚

This is great, love it 😁

@Jamtots thanks. 😘

Chilling yet fab 😱😱😱😱😱👏👏👏👏👏

Love it 👏👏👏

@misslittleDHP @sarahgamal thankyou both lovely ladies. 😘😘

@misslittleDHP sorry thanks for repost too. 👍

@sarahgamal and you, cheers for RP 👍

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