I planted a blue violet to my garden last night
and prayed that the devil would nurture it
like a baby,
I prayed that it would be filled with blood and hatred..
tonight I am dumbfounded,
tonight I digress
and tonight I remember those summer nights
and the room spinning non-stop.
I remember you kissing me,
I pray that I may forget that feeling
so that I don't long for it anymore.
may the devil take the taste of your lips off of mine.
may he kiss me
with the sweetest summer wine there ever is
on his lips
and take you away from me
so that your thought doesn't,
but the devils lips do
linger on my mind.
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