《The Poetry Collection》Silver

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Devil's head lay on my shoulder

Weeping from all the lies he tells-

"If only you didn't make me,

If only I had a choice."-

Pouring these words off his glinting tongue

We both still knew the truth

So I allowed him to continue to weep.

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