Devil

Her eyes pure
Her heart gold
My mind sure
My soul sold

I bought the gift
Satan’s child
I felt the shift
Satan smiled

“Come my son
Again you’ve failed
You try so hard
To no avail”

Now I see
The deal was bad
The Devils glee
Love’s a fad

Copious rain
The blame is mine
Copious pain
In blame I dine

I sipped her drink
Poison lust
Now I think
A fool I must

To see the things
Her heart’s desire
The love she brings
I still admire

Though her eyes
Pure at start
Have Devil ties
Satan’s art

And clever he
Weak am I
To price my she
How dare I buy?

But worth the price
Love I say
I’d fall for thrice
Night and day

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