Devil [short]
To be taken away by such sorrow and misery
Left to surrender my fate to the unwilling
To die within the arms of the devil
Its destinies charma
It willows in the breeze.
Its sorrow keeps such misery
To be taken by a storm
Take me away forevermore.
Treat me as though I were your only treasure.
The most presious thing within your life.
Forever and ever.
poem by Michelle Brummell
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