The Fate and Emotions of a Demon on Earth 15
Sometimes the depression is my ruler, but I love
It means love. Life. The life. A demon. Old a time
A time. It’s a memory. Emotions of the past. Loved
Yes. All my feelings are memories, wished home
Live here, live now, live in this time. I am a stranger
I feel myself for an alien. Not for a human. A demon
I can’t find life in humanity, I come from my home
Hell, my original love. Oh, the land, the life there
It was nice. But my sins. My sins! My crimes!!
Yes. I am not clear. I am guilty. Forgive me, Satan!
“You are guilty.” Said Satan. “You must repent!”
“Am I guilty?!” I am only a demon. A forgotten
“Yes. Please, remember your demonic country,
the land, the castle, everything. All was my gift!”
“I am sorry, my dear Satan.”
“It’s not enough! You must live in the human world!”
“I do. You exiled me to the human world.” I answered
“You are my agent. I want to know the human life.”
“I want to be again the resident of hell,” I said
Satan said, “Stay there.”
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