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Rated: E · Poetry · Spiritual · #1674980

Just a poem.

You the sinners,
We the demons,
They the mindless, soulless heathens.

They blind the hope,
And breed the woe,
The Devil's seeds have now been sewn.

Preaching love,
But masked by hate,
The train to Hell is never late.

You the sinners,
We the demons,
They the mindless, soulless heathens.

Embracing life
Behind the gloom
The Devil's fruits are in full bloom...
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