Do Not Cry
September 17, 2013
Things come and change
The Darkness will comfort you
Do not fret
Do not cry
All you have to do is call one guy.
Speak of the Devil,
And the Devil shall appear.
He seems so tall right down here.
He will call you
He will hug you
He will definitely accept you, but
Do not let him manipulate you.
His room will be your haven
Dark and Gloomy
His world would rule,
If you let him
Thorns wrap around his bed
Thinking they could puncture his head
Full of poison
Laying dead.
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