“Devil”
Descending into the darkest depths
Every angel rejoices.
Victory! cried God. I am king!
Incidentally, God didn’t know one thing.
Lucifer was now king of his own world.
“Thorns”
Thick, sharp, and pointy
Hurts to the touch
Ouch! she cried, and stuck herself in the arm again.
Running down her fingers and on to the ground, her fresh blood makes a small pool.
Never has she seen a more beautiful color!
Smiling happily, the color drains from her face, and she sleeps.
“Halos”
Hearing heavenly voices
All at once, they call me.
Losing consciousness; in the dark
Overwhelming power
Saving me from the world.
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Submission Name: acrostic poems! #3
