The devil on my shoulder that once was a clueless baby,
has grown up to be a ruthless warrior.
The one who used to be scared away by the Angel,
has now defeated the good.
The fragile angel now only shows itself rarely,
only on special occasions.
Now I can only hear the angels faint call in the distance, warning me.
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Blue feelings
PuisiSoooo, this is not really going to be a story. It will be a collection of poems and quotes I like. The writing will mostly be in English but occasionally in German. Lastly, (just as a heads up) these poems do not have a certain structure, or for tha...
