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An Old Friend

Sometimes I walk with the Devil

He's a friend of mine

Well, friend may not be the correct term

But, were defiantly quite acquainted with one another

Been this way for a while now

God doesn't approve


In reality

I don't either


Very soon

He will be no more

A past presence in my life

That's the plan

He's no good

But needed

For now at least

Once deleted

It will be permeate

A glorious life shall be lived

I know this is wrong

You do too

Life at it's finest

Can't deny it

Not a good guy at all

But I'll stand tall


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