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Jan 2021
she craved the type of passion
that could bring the devil to his knee.
but what on this ungodly earth,
could that even be?

She sits and she’d plea
forever getting closer,
but somehow. success would always flee.

Until she grew so slee-py,
She couldn’t stand or chance.
She fell asleep at his feet
Halfway through her lovely dance!

And as she lay dead
And peacefully asleep as could be.
The devil couldn’t help himself,
But go down to her on one knee.

He didn’t even know it
It wasn’t recognized.
He was so enamored
By the look within her fallen angels’ eyes.

With such a face full of expression.
So much calm, so much dream.
He accepted the love of this girl
And shared an ever ember between.
Written by
stone the bear
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