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Oct 2016
Loneliness is the Devil's choice weapon
When you slip away within
The bitterness and pain contorts the actions
The darkness and solitude manipulates the mind

You do unimaginable things of which you never dreamt of
Become something inhumane and insidious
And the only company are the voices inside
In this moment, thinking of death, you believe you are alone
But little did you know the Devil stood by you this whole time
Whispering in your ear

The only one who comforted, though it was with evil
Oblivious to his presence
You did his deeds
Repentance is necessary
Death is soon
Parker A Blackwood
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