The Devil
When the inner being
Shrink-ed into darkens,
Her ferocious nails
Crushed their flesh and bone ......
On which her loved one’s
built their pillars of faith
towards her ....
It sprouted once
From the buried bone's and
Gospelled the truth ...
Enough to chain the devil.
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