i wrote to day is how i am feeling


the devil speaks to me ,your weak your weak,i come it this week for you . his laughter is so deep.
i look to the sky and say come come my way,im sick of this life anyway .
but there is one thing you should know ,you might take me but you,ll never take my soul.
as i owe it to the i really know ,,,,,,,,,,

Poetry by dee quirke
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Written on 2018-01-02 at 21:26

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