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The Hounds of Hell

Destruction of Innocence

By Carolann DowsettPublished 5 years ago • 1 min read

I walk alone along a midnight beach with none but the stars as my friends

I walk alone Into tomorrow’s world with no one my soul to defend

As the stars disappear into the blackened sky the hounds of hell come out to play they stealthily move in on my tortured soul seems I have become their prey

They hunt me down with such skill and ease they rip my heart to shreds tear into my soul piece by piece until there really isn’t much left

Then with a gleeful snicker and the howl of the kill they run as one into the dark of the night

Boasting of the destruction that they have caused to one so innocent and full of the light

surreal poetry

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    Written by Carolann Dowsett