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The Devil

September 9, 2016

 

I met the devil the other day

He laughed at me and my dismay

He spoke of all the joy I bring

He so enjoys my suffering

 

Yet I don’t care of his domain

He isn’t real nor am I sane

I always try to put you first

Even though you think me cursed

 

Cos I can see things you cant see

The things that you take liberally

For me they seem so obvious

Some might think me dangerous

 

I think this poem has gone awry

It has no logic, nor reason why

Perhaps the devil is using me

Inside my mind where I can’t see

 

©karltearney

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