God's Little Devil Poem by Leandra Dibuelina

God's Little Devil



Bad they say I am
Bad is true
Not in my heart
But in my mind
A mind I cannot control
He, the devil, has it
He's making it cruel and cold
What should I do to overpower
This devil of a fool?
If I take death
He, the devil, will win the bet
If the devil ever overpowers me and wins
Don't you lose your hope and pride
Because I, the devil, will get you my friend

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Leandra Dibuelina

Leandra Dibuelina

Houston, Texas, USA
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