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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required "Sign-here with blood," The Devil said. "But I have none." His teeth displayed. "Oh that's alright," the fiend replied, "The deal was done as soon as your Two feet walked through my office door." I turned around and surely saw A hole I hadn't seen before. "I have you now, my little one. I'll have myself a lot of fun." I paled and wondered what I'd done. I tried to move but couldn't run. Oh I was doomed, destroyed at best. I knew this madman did not jest. "But i was smart, I hid my heart!" "Your heart," said he, "has played no part. My plan had much a simpler start. I put my hand out palm-side up Then lied, my dear. A dirty bluff. I told you you could wiggle out, Once you decide you've had enough. But your enough and my enough..." He laughed, "Why dear, they're quite unlike. I sold you fame and massive fortune, Riches that you wasted so-soon. All I asked of you was that, You lie, you cuss, be vain with lust. And you, oh you, you quickly trust. Don't try to scream, you're in too deep. No rope, no boat, your faith's asleep. It gives me no such greater pleasure To show you pain that has no measure." "Please!" I cried. My knees went weak. "You plead?" he sneers, "What's this you speak? The time for that has passed, alas. You're Alice, I'm the looking glass. "Liar!' "Yes" "Cheater!" "Sure. I'm a cancer without cure. Submit your soul, I've reached my goal." Then to-my fear my two eyes tear`d. My soul departed, Him, he leered. "You're mine, all mine, my greedy dear. Prepare to meet the heart of fear." the end
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