I sold my soul to the devil last night, thinking it would help me sleep peacefully thinking it would release me in my darkest of wounds
I sold my soul to the man down stairs that holds no keys that holds no power, someone who didn’t die for me I sold my soul to a selfish love believing that it would be different, that I would be different and free.
This time I sunk deeper into the lies deeper into my troubles and pain my heart pounding in my chest I can’t see the surfice as I sink deeper into the dark waters.
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