Lilith – The Outcast

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She shrieks

In the midnight

Howling of the wolves

She is found

Longing in shadows glanced

From the corner of the eye askance

She is found in the hoot of the owl

She sits perched

And waiting forever waiting

For the light of day

To break its mark

Across her dark disguise

And show the angel in the witch

The saint in the demonic and the Godlike

In the failure

To be a grade of day.

© K J Barr

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