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He is surely serious, Moderately devious. His face is deluding; His smile - accusing. Deluding of His ways. Accusing of the praise You blindly give to Faith, Like it’s a which or wraith? This devil’s name is Fear, Origins of his powers are clear: It comes from Your mind dear. And know: his judgment is severe. At first, shade of doubt appears - In your ambition it might interfere. Like evil spawn, it is somewhere near... Apart your sweet dreams it may tear.
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May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 2:05 PM UTC
Devil within
He is surely serious, Moderately devious. His face is deluding; His smile - accusing. Deluding of His ways. Accusing of the praise You blindly give to Faith, Like it’s a which or wraith? This devil’s name is Fear, Origins of his powers are clear: It comes from Your mind dear. And know: his judgment is severe. At first, shade of doubt appears - In your ambition it might interfere. Like evil spawn, it is somewhere near... Apart your sweet dreams it may tear.
ObyMartell
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May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 2:05 PM UTC
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