The devil and
me, we walk hand in hand,
Not a word is
spoken, yet his voice is in my head.
It says to me,
give them pain,
Do whatever
you must, be it a dishonorable gain.
An angel sees
my tears; she flutters over to my ears,
Her voice is
soft; the devil disappears.
She says to
me, you should be free,
Of all your
fears; dry them tears.
A gush of
wind, notices my bleeding feet,
It blows
around me; it dithers, and talks in whispers,
It promises
places I've never seen,
It pushes me forward;
it takes me where I've never been.
The sun finds me huddled in a dark spot,
It shines
bright and sends a ray shot,
To clear the eyes of my mind,
To make me
see, all that to which I have been blind.
They guide me
to a better place,
Make me into
the man I need to be,
They are
always alone, yet they’re always with me,
We are all but
one, them and me.
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