a taunting little voice
nags my thoughts
telling me who I am
a kind little voice
gently pushes my thoughts
telling me who I can be
one is an angel
one is a devil
you'd never guess
that the devil was sweet
or the angel rude
both lead me astray
yet who do I choose?
the angel is good
the devil is bad
but what if...the opposite were true?
a smiling devil
helping you through the bad
and into the calm
a smirking angel
pointing the wrong way
into a whirlwind of pain
just ask...what if?
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My Poems
Puisimy personal poetry. I do not usually write it unless I have deep emotions. Thank you for number 57 in Poetry! Cover by: ME Completed book of poems. The second one is in my works.
