Demon

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Between Satan or God
There are two paths,
And I had to choose one.

I went along the darkest way,
For you might be scary,
But for me it was like hell.

I was born and raised there,
In the darkness that surrounds.
Full of spirits compared,
I was a nasty one, the worst let's say.

I was full of emptiness,nothing left.
Loved to kill, with desire, the blood,
I would drink it fresh.
Literally I was a devil remained.

I never died, and never will,
For the only reason of a pure heart.
A heart that always beats,
shows infinities, skies with clouds.

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