Ineffable

I always feel like I’m being duped

The smaller things destroy my mind

Now I feel this crazy sensation

Of hatred and being hated

So, from now on, I’m changing

Because I’ve enclosed the Devil

In this black box inside

Time to go to sleep in the deep

When I wake up from the slumber

The box will be smiling and mocking

Looking sweet

I want to hug it and kiss it

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I always feel that something is robbing my soul

Strength is all I have

To separate my gaze from his tricks

I detach bleeding and spitting muck

The heat from my vices burns my skin

Burning in my private Hell

Looking at me this evil beauty

Scared and far from innocent

My skin cools from my tears

Then a bright light sharpens my soul

I see clearly now in this emanating explosion

I go back to my box and found it open

There I see the Devil in the mirror

Smiling and kissing me

Freezing my soul

Something that is ineffable

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By Bazooka Teaches