i threw my soul into the fire
and it could not contain it.
satan laughed at me.
choking from the flames, he said,
"even when the devil buys a soul,
he doesn't want one like yours."
my tears put the fire out.
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Poesíathe thoughts in my head, however disorganized [warning, it can get heavy.] -- poetry #43 random #86
