dealings with devils

squibblyi'm a poet and i know it
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dealings with devils


when one makes a deal with the devil, your price

is not nearly as easy as your soul. usually, it is something smaller,

something you give up without thinking twice about, but later on,

you miss terribly.

you gave the devil the feeling of warmth, and now you sit shivering

your hands feel like ice, but you never freeze.

you will never be warm, but you are a paper person,

and when you catch

you burn.

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Wow!! I loved this poem. That devil we make a deal with is our own selves. I loved the allusions for writers. You are correct sir. We will burn passionately and brightly radiating warmth to mall those around us. m Great poem both in the phenomenal wording and your rhythm.!!!!

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