Lucifer

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My eyes

are the color of red;

a deep and agonizing dark vermillion 

that has plunged from the outer layers

of my skin.




Your touch 

pierces me ever so painfully

because

 I see 

the devil in your gesture.




All devils were once angels;

but you never passed that:

you shall always remain by the name 

of carried sins and burdens 

or as the known, 

Lucifer.

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