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Jul 2015
You claimed to be the devil's incarnation
and pretended your heart was made of stone.
But in the end you were just a lost soul
with a rejected and fragile heart
And a subliminal desire for warmth and ardour
among the sinful and vile,
that haunted your vanquished soul.
Saina
Written by
Saina  Maldives
(Maldives)   
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