love, heartbreak, love poetry

the devil is an angel in disguise

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angels, they may

be pure, but it

 

doesn’t stop you

wanting more

 

devils, they’re more

fun, you prefer to

 

be different

 

one is boring, why

have one when

 

you can have more?

 

the world, it’s restricting

society, it limits us

 

i want to be free

i want to be me

 

or i don’t, don’t have

“the resources” to give

 

you

 

everything that you need

because i can’t commit

 

angels, they may

be pure, but it

 

doesn’t stop you

wanting more

 

you prefer to listen

to the devil, the devil

 

on your shoulder

 

when you had it all

but you just lost it

 

at the touch of a finger

 

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