Devil's Prayer
Dear lord.... or friend
Every time i smile.... i cause a death..
but.. one of my demons.. fell in love with an
angel of yours..
So what will the baby be like?
You being related to me.... is something
i can't have...
It is not blood that flows in my veins...
but an ocean of sin,
through the soil that darkness has planted
within me...
I'm a walking sin see...
My horns sharper then a pencil point..
Can make a hole through anything...
So you can't fit my life like a wedding ring...
I'm trying to change my ways
through the days..
A small grin can cause a little...
Oh... may i borrow a cloud...
so i can mix it with the feathers in my pillow?
The day i spoke to eve in the garden...
I just wanted a apple
because i was starving
My heart crumbles in pieces that mixes with dust....
so all i want to say is that im sorry..... for everything.
Copyright © Anderson Torres | Year Posted 2010
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