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Devil's Persistence

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You're so eager and green.
You grin from ear to ear as your eyes pierce through mine.
You're excitement nearly impossible to contain.
You're child like glee takes ahold of the block of ice resting where my heart once used to be.
But only for a moment and then it okay. Only for a second. Did you catch hold of my attention
A slight smile barely engraved in my face until I realize I'm staring at a demon
Deep within your gaze, lies the spirit of the devil...
Patiently waiting for that window of vulnerability to open itself.
He wants to enter inside...he'll make it seem that it's to nurture and to grow when the truth is he simply wants to destroy you
With a monster thirsty for flesh resting within his britches, he intends to slay you.
He finds satisfaction in the woman too blinded by the phallus to realize when she's under attack.
He walks in appearing like royalty but I've never been attracted to the flash
Draped in jewels that glitter, with a smile that could placed in the sky when the sun expires 
He moves close enough that the scent of cologne and Hennessy fills your nose
Every woman in the room stops to share their admiration for you and disgust towards me
They can sense my lack of desire and they hate me for it
Fully aware of his surroundings, the devil knows everything that takes place around him
Gazes locked on me as her circles around, searching for an opening
But I refuse...unlike the ghosts of lovers past, I refuse...
Unlike spirits of those to come, I will not accept

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