DEMON

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You never told me who'd you choose

Makes me feel that I'd lose

This feeling's born; nascent

And my mind is torn; hastened

The rush of blood in my vein, and

The throb of my heart, makes me faint

Played me like a game, and then left me

Oh what a shame

But my love, you summoned lucifer;

whom you couldn't tame.

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