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Temptation shies From revealing sun, Its subtleties Shine on everyone. Don't look for horns, Fork and tail; Its method ensnares The unsuspecting, Should they dare Challenge to outwit. We'll trade our souls, For a sack; Barter what we dearly hold; Trade it in For selfish goals. Some advertise A soul for sale By self-service. That ultimately fails. Cuckold a friend, Cheat at the end; The tempter likes it When we're lost In the simplicity Of detail. So sly We think We lose our souls. Terrified by Eternal flames That burn without Consuming skin. We don't Lose that, We wallow In our sins. This temptation needs To stick us In the end.
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 8:47 AM UTC
Soul Survivor
Temptation shies From revealing sun, Its subtleties Shine on everyone. Don't look for horns, Fork and tail; Its method ensnares The unsuspecting, Should they dare Challenge to outwit. We'll trade our souls, For a sack; Barter what we dearly hold; Trade it in For selfish goals. Some advertise A soul for sale By self-service. That ultimately fails. Cuckold a friend, Cheat at the end; The tempter likes it When we're lost In the simplicity Of detail. So sly We think We lose our souls. Terrified by Eternal flames That burn without Consuming skin. We don't Lose that, We wallow In our sins. This temptation needs To stick us In the end.
francie-lynch
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Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 8:47 AM UTC
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