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.