For The Devil

on

Take your power away and evaporate

my sweetness is almost gone I steam heavy.

There is no kind word enough to say

what I know is on your twisted mind.

Games so elusive and leading I a tirade

fade so heavy I try and steady my feet.

Elite I get to greet you in your highness

I promise I go quick to the devil defeat.

Levity and all gladness aside you show

no pulse or blood rising in fashions adore.

So I promise I go forward ever faster now

toward the open frame of the closed door.

Take this ransom master my mind melts

making mistakes made maddening.

I’m gone in a moment made by liars

taking advantage of what’s happening.

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