satanic ways

sometimes it’s nice to drown those voices

I questioned him about heaven and his voice faltered as his eyes shifted
what else could upset the devil so much?

I questioned his noise and he questioned my silence
and I stared at him blank praying that my demons would not scream like his

I wonder about him sometimes, but then I stop
because if anything, that hell is too hot for me

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