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Point of No Return
Here he comes;
Back begging
For a refund from the Devil
After selling his soul
So cheap.
He's come to realize
He's been bamboozled.
Damn, he done definitely made
The mother of all mistakes;
Reeled in with ruse.
The Devil simply laughed
And said..."Sorry, poor thing, its too late!"
Submitted for...
ONE FROM THE DARK SIDE Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: John lawless
Date submitted: 09/25/2022
Date originally written: 09/19/2020
Copyright ©
Edward Ibeh
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