Dead Souls

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I tried to sell my soul to the devil

He said, "you have no soul left to sell"

I told him, "that's impossible
I feel it dying every second"

He said, "you need to cut open your
chest and look deep inside because
it is empty"

I told him, "I need you to give
me my soulmate"

He said, "dead souls don't deserve
the ability to set other souls on fire"

I told him, "I don't want to set
anyone's soul on fire"

He said, "Oh, but you do"

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