Asmodeus Smile
You were
twice my age
and told me
you had no
friends,
but I might be
pretty enough to
go around
with you.
I ran
marathons,
and with
Mammon eyes
scanning,
you
measured
that I must have a
nice
body.
You tried to
convince me
that I was
interesting
enough
to deserve your
attention.
You chose
carefully.
You gave
my credit
to my father.
I agreed,
as absence
makes the heart
build
itself.
You acted like
you were the
first being to
discover
me, but
you didn’t know
how many
like
you
I had already
run into
on my way
out of
hell.
I was enjoying
this game
until you
ruined it.
You might not have
any friends because
you’re
too transparent
through that
Asmodeus
smile.
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