Devil, oh Devil, you call out his name in blame
When not him but you
He can only tempt but you can do
You cry force when no force was needed
Your sin is yours, all yours
You plead, plead forgiveness but no repentance
Did he make you or did you
The blood on your hands is not by chance
You left your life in the hands of man
Impurity is your indirect plan
Devil, Oh Devil
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Ill Timed Poetry And Short Stories
Poesía[Ongoing] A collection of my poems and short stories that aren't long enough to be their own post. (Most are subtlety religious)
