I got the inspiration for this poem by - yes - another burrito! I swear you guys, I don't eat burritos often but when I do POOF! instant inspiration. Maybe its the sauce...
Lol, anyways, onward to the part where you guys actually care about!
Leviathan
He wears your face
and has your eyes.
Behind the mask
I see the lies.
It is too dark-
it can't be true.
What happened, Cas?
This can't be you.
He tilts his head
and wears that smile
I haven't seen
in quite a while.
"Cas is gone" he
mocks,"He's dead."
My heart pounds hard
and fills with dread.
It laughs; your voice-
it rings so loud.
And he grins wide,
so deathly proud.
Leviathan-
the monster's here.
No longer you-
the puppeteer.
I know it was short, but how was that?
:)
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