The Devils Intent
As the damp, cold air
surrounds my body,
the devil inside
tries to depreive me.
Deprive me of what?
I asked the devil
he said of my soul
to replace good with evil.
Then out of nowhere
a light shined through.
With God coming down
and helping me through.
The devil inside me,
treid to deprive me,
I dared him to try me,
with God right beside me.
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Picking Apart My Mind (Part One)
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