Special Vessel
The Devils after me almost every night
Like a vendetta with some evil delight
Time after time is this really my plight
The Devils after me why am I so special
No matter what he tries I wont be his vessel
Again and again almost every night
Like a vendetta with some evil delight
The Devils after me ,Sleep no way
Stay on my toes, To keep him at bay
All I can do now is pray
Copyright © Jay Moore | Year Posted 2018
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