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Dancing with the Devil, questioning his gile

can you see  the Fuck You in my smile?

The clouds roll in, heavy and dark

lightening crashes, leaving a horrific mark

thunderous screams raging from the empty depths below

scavenging the remains, as if I am the Crow

demons bringing destruction, pulling frantically on the thread

Hope, trust, love erased from the secret parts of my head

Facing eternal fires, falling swiftly into the darkest trial 

Dancing with the Devil, marching down the aisle

can you see the Fuck You in my smile?