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I met Him at the crossroads, Where he asked my soul away; Naivety took hold of me And strangled me to say, "All to do, Is sign this through and through, and then My wishes will come true?" The smile that embraced The warm flesh across his face Digs deeper in my mind As I replay this (all the time): Where did I waver, Trip and cave into desire deeper than my own morality? Maybe I'll never know, Might as well give it a go, And enjoy this whole no-soul **** It looks as if I'll be dealing with it for quite a while anyways.
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May 9, 2016
May 9, 2016 at 12:26 AM UTC
Faustian Bargain
I met Him at the crossroads, Where he asked my soul away; Naivety took hold of me And strangled me to say, "All to do, Is sign this through and through, and then My wishes will come true?" The smile that embraced The warm flesh across his face Digs deeper in my mind As I replay this (all the time): Where did I waver, Trip and cave into desire deeper than my own morality? Maybe I'll never know, Might as well give it a go, And enjoy this whole no-soul **** It looks as if I'll be dealing with it for quite a while anyways.
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May 9, 2016
May 9, 2016 at 12:26 AM UTC
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