Devil May Cry

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Lord,

I know I’m nowhere near your model image

For what a good human is

I come here with nowhere left to turn

Exiled from my home

Ridiculed for trying to change

My devilish looks turning strangers away

My reforming person unaccepted by family

 

Tonight I weep

For what I was born into

And not being able to change

Into something you see fit

My tears,

 Burning the very ground I walk on

Hoping for redemption

Praying for forgiveness

 

I’ve never asked for anything

But now?

I need answers

Answers to questions I’ve never been able to solve

Am I destined to be a demon?

Or can these horns form a halo?

 

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