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Most people by now know that I've made death my theme for January ... in doing so, I thought of this ... we have no clue when, where or how Death will come for us when it's time, but if it could speak to you, what would Death say
Poem, Prose or short-story ... What would the Devil say to you ... tag me in the comment section this way: @Danceinsilence ... otherwise I won't know you have done this.
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Immika in Poetry & Free Verse

Come to Me, He Said

He came to me one night

Standing over my bed

Blocking out all light

Invading my head

Come to me, he said

His voice like silk

You know me, he said

You drink my milk

Staring hard at him

I cannot speak

Dreadful and grim

Feeling so weak

You called on me, he said

When? I cried

You wished you were dead

You even tried

Other times there were

Flirting with me

Dangerous you were

Tempting me

But now I live! I yelled

I’m happy now

Too late! he yelled

You’re mine now

His evil eyes glowed

Yellow and cold

I swallowed

He took hold

Come with me, he said

You’ll feel no pain

Ha ha, don’t dread

You’re not even sane

With all my might

I called to the angels

Help me win this fight

Hear me dear angels!

Devil be gone!

I’m not yet done!

Get away from me!

I am free!

A flash of light

Shattered the night

The Devil fell down

He lost his crown

Death is not the Devil, the Angel said

The Devil is not Death

Death is a transition

Not a prison

Illusions of the Devil

Fill you with fear, she said

Fear not the Devil

Let go of fear

Go to the light, the Angel said

Take that hand, she said

Follow the light

To your homeland

My beloved Earthly pets

My beloved Earthly people

My Angelic Family clan

With open arms, welcomed me Home