Red

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Lust, it comes in one form
And one form only.
Red.
It is the devil's signature color.
I have tried, many times
Tried to refrain from wearing
Such a lustful shade.
I have kept it from my body,
Tried to avoid it from my eyes.
I've tried to stop sinning
Lord knows I've tried.
Lust sleeps in the same bed as the devil and his disciple of Despair.
To shy away from it
Is a threat.
Love is devoured by lust.
Love is no more
Not to me.
I read upon the faces
Scared
Cowardly accepting fate
I can not return
To the state of purity
As I once did.

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