Chivalrous Devil

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Chivalrous devil you make us all sinners.
So cunning, compelling, masked spurs of slivers.
You hold a facade, ill-mannered, vindictive demeanor.
You're a phantom held high in the eye of the of the dreamer.
I've been exposed to your boundless, torturous temper.
I'm forced to answer to your frost bitten center.
You're heartless, unforgiving, unfeeling, and bitter.
No one will care when you dwindle and whither.
Hot-headed beast set off by a dim flicker.
You can't even tolerate a clock's rhythmic ticker.
I pity you because you've never known better.
Never knew a good deed, nor could ever hold yourself together.
You inflict abuse towards my unbearable triggers.
You coward in disguises and transform into figures.
You torture the innocent like a cold-blooded killer.
Evil glistens in you with satisfaction, so sinister.
You work our soles on tough ground to form callus and blister.
Those quick hands of yours never let us slip through your fingers.
You chain us down in your concreted chambers.
I force myself to forget, but you I'll always remember.
Remember the things you did to give me chills and make me shiver.
You're continually relentless no matter the weather.
You howl and shout like a voice of booming thunder.
Your gnashing teeth will just fall and all of you will just plunder.
You're a sick, ill-minded, poor excuse of a lover.
Now where will you hide since we took all your covers?

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