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Dialogue with the devil.
To mend the things
that I have broken,
The curse of the lonely,
the qualms of the forsaken.
For that I have made my bed with roses and each their thorns,
As is my naming
A head graced with horns.
In the fire I must live
there forever, my eternity
For i've naught more to give
but emptiness to you
my god, the almighty.
© @nefe28ostar
that I have broken,
The curse of the lonely,
the qualms of the forsaken.
For that I have made my bed with roses and each their thorns,
As is my naming
A head graced with horns.
In the fire I must live
there forever, my eternity
For i've naught more to give
but emptiness to you
my god, the almighty.
© @nefe28ostar
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