She peddled her promises,
and a story so sad,
I gathered angels
to sing her praises.
Even the devil
took a beat
to cock his head
and listen in admiration.
But a hook that high,
blazing through the night,
could never bring down the sun,
so I shrugged my shoulders
and the devil laughed
when I walked my angels home.
© Nicole Lyons 2018
Nicole Lyons 
A hook here might not bring down the sun, but catches the imagination more than well enough.
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Indeed. Thank you.
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Nicole brings a story with mystery and angels (and the Devil too)
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Thank you, my friend
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Amazing Nicole! I love this.
On Mon, Apr 2, 2018, 1:24 PM The Lithium Chronicles, wrote:
> Nicole Lyons posted: “She peddled her promises, and a story so sad, I > gathered angels to sing her praises. Even the devil took a beat to cock his > head and listen in admiration. But a hook that high, blazing through the > night, could never bring down the sun, so I shrugged my sh” >
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Thanks Carol!
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Brilliant!
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Ahh, thank you sir!
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You are quite welcome. 🙂
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Nicole Lyons/The Lithium Chronicles
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Thanks!
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