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JSL May 2014
In the depth of the devil, I dared ask for a pebble,
turning that into gold, I’ll accept a trading cold.
A gentle penance of love forbid, her selfless commit.
But by attrition she is destroyed, playing as the devil’s toy.  
Love she has, a different form, love she want’s long gone.
Sacrificing a lover to make deal with fate in hopes of making things better for families and friends. This is about how two people can't be together because of a bargain.

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