#16 : Devil

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Strange,

On my back,

I didn't know,

When does this happened,

Why did I just knew,

All along,

No wonder,

This misery,

That I can't escape,

Now I knew,

This pain,

Why I am being punished,

Why the wound keeps getting deeper,

Now I knew,

Why I am so fragile and delicate,

Why I can't endure,

He's a devil.

And so am I.

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