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devils flame
There once was a devil, whos rage was untamed.
something to prove, his soul unrestrained.
he watched from afar, with rage in his heart,
he'd act on his rage, and tear them apart.
Then came a girl, she'd settle the beast,
There was something about her, that put him to peace.
the devil felt love, a world all to new,
and for once in his life, he had something to loose.
In her eyes, he found solace, a tranquil reprieve,
A chance to unshackle the tempest's upheave.
Her presence, a balm, a soothing embrace,
A melody of tenderness, woven with grace
oh, the devils true nature, a failure a sinner,
to once have it all, now burned to a cinder.
he let his mind pick, what his heart should have chose,
now he lives in his thought's, a hell of it's own.
for what the foul devil, would give for a chance,
to write all his wrongs, to break free from this trance.
he'd give it all up, if just for a hour,
to pore out his heart, he just lacks the power.
though much time has past, his love never fades,
he will keep loving her, till the end of his days.
with a heart heavy laden, burdened by sin,
He longs for redemption, a new chance to begin.
something to prove, his soul unrestrained.
he watched from afar, with rage in his heart,
he'd act on his rage, and tear them apart.
Then came a girl, she'd settle the beast,
There was something about her, that put him to peace.
the devil felt love, a world all to new,
and for once in his life, he had something to loose.
In her eyes, he found solace, a tranquil reprieve,
A chance to unshackle the tempest's upheave.
Her presence, a balm, a soothing embrace,
A melody of tenderness, woven with grace
oh, the devils true nature, a failure a sinner,
to once have it all, now burned to a cinder.
he let his mind pick, what his heart should have chose,
now he lives in his thought's, a hell of it's own.
for what the foul devil, would give for a chance,
to write all his wrongs, to break free from this trance.
he'd give it all up, if just for a hour,
to pore out his heart, he just lacks the power.
though much time has past, his love never fades,
he will keep loving her, till the end of his days.
with a heart heavy laden, burdened by sin,
He longs for redemption, a new chance to begin.
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