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Under attack once again From those who make themselves available to him By now one would think I'd be use to it He knows my weakest link How to distress me He knows who to send to me and when Who is vulnerable and who is not Whoever allows themselves to be used as a pawn Surely shall get used No deposit required While payback awaits Most are used unknowingly Driven to say and do as if instructed by an invisible force Blinded not by the light But rather by the darkness However there is a weapon to be used A weapon that will and can disarm To master the art of knowing from whence it comes Then to ignore it
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Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 8:03 AM UTC
The Devil's Spawn
Under attack once again From those who make themselves available to him By now one would think I'd be use to it He knows my weakest link How to distress me He knows who to send to me and when Who is vulnerable and who is not Whoever allows themselves to be used as a pawn Surely shall get used No deposit required While payback awaits Most are used unknowingly Driven to say and do as if instructed by an invisible force Blinded not by the light But rather by the darkness However there is a weapon to be used A weapon that will and can disarm To master the art of knowing from whence it comes Then to ignore it
Written by Sean Achilleos 25 July 2018© www.facebook.com/SeanAchilleosOfficial/ Amazon: Sean Achilleos 'An Affair with Life' The Philosophical Poems of Sean Achilleos YouTube: Sean Achilleos Sean Achilleos' Music is also available on the following platforms: Amazon, Apple Music, iTunes, Deezer, Google Play, Pandora, Saavn, SoundCloud, Spotify, Tidal, YouTube and Jango Radio Sean Achilleos' Book 'An Affair with Life' is also obtainable from the following platforms: Smashwords, Amazon, Wordery, Kobo, Exclusive Books, Takealot, Loot, Overdrive, Bokus, Barnes and Noble
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Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 8:03 AM UTC
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