Sonnet #9

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The devil knows not to reveal his horns

And neither dress in a lustful red cape

He comes as everything you have wished for

You drown in deep with no secure escape

The dawn will break, illusion will collapse

You'll see the red behind the devil's eyes

You will question your sanity, perhaps

The tallest building crashing with surprise

An aging man for years was comatose

His jaded eyes have cursed the ugly moon

He searches for the light from head to toes

For there's an angel who will find him soon

Little does he know of the afterlife

The truth will pierce his thoughts like a sharp knife


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