Holding the Devil's hand

by Ana   Oct 14, 2005


One moment of bliss
followed by a void.
You may get a kiss,
that you should avoid.
Moody as a cat's hiss,
happiness will be destroyed.
My lips you'll surely miss,
soon enough you'll be annoyed.

I will surely command,
you will do my every plea.
Your tears like grains of sand,
on charcoal, get on your knees.
I'm just trying to explain- and,
regrettably you refuse to see.
That you're holding the Devil's hand
when you fall in love with me.

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