Lucifer's Mansion
House grows deathly quiet
in the wake of the storm.
Confusion visible on their face
but no one moves until
a sprint upstairs leads a daughter
to stain her pillow with mascara-filled tears.
Her rosy cheeks stop the tears,
lifting her fact to talk to Him who remains quiet
she is not His only daughter
but torrential downpour of storm
is sure to bring support until
one sees the father's forlorn face.
The side of house where windows face
show where the grass cried its sweet tears
and the tree-house where the daughter played until
she was told she must remain quiet.
After being struck down in a lightning storm,
burned to the dismay of the daughter.
Though known by lonely daughter
never would you see signs on her lovely face
of terror brought by the storm
or downpour of tears
at night in deafening quiet
anywhere beside that house until...
Nothing will be revealed until
expelled are chains from the daughter
dealing blows to being quiet
by hitting squarely in the face
causing its eyes to stream tears
ending the storm.
For now, it does rage on, that brutal storm
with force of hurricanes until
she hits the floor like her tears
but a fighter is His daughter
evidenced by bruised face
she is finished with quiet.
Her tears run down beaten face
as she speaks with quiet of a thunder storm.
They were protected until words spoken by daughter.
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