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She Devil
She came into my life for her own viscous needs Just to plant her hateful seed. She thought that she could use me as her tool And that I was the perfect fool. She mistook kindness for weakness. She thought that she could get her foot in And create havoc and sin. Little did she know I was under gods care And with the world, his love I would share. Known as the she devil of man And for all mankind she had a plan. To destroy the love, faith, and hope That god had given And with out that - to her we’d be driven. Like the snake that she is - hiding in the grass Waiting for someone to pass. If you get close to her you will hear Her hiss and feel her fangs. But her venom will not flow For it has no where’s to go. How can the venom go into a body that has the cure That is so clean, so white ,so pure. This is the cleansing that we received At our birth, to free us of our mortal sin And will not let anything in. She devil it’s time for you to go For this soul you will never know.
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