Devil Everywhere
One day on the train
a man said to me
the devil have no skin,
i laughed.
For someone to tell me
that the devil isn't real
to tell me that the next man
standing next to me isn't wanting someone to fail.
We were build on Good Vs. Evil.
Right Vs. Wrong.
Up Vs. Down.
Do you get my point?
I laughed because without that balance
where are we?
lost in the world without a wrong.
The Devil is everywhere
hes the person down the street
the man behind the desk
the woman at the Prada store
watching
waiting for you to fall
feeding off your sadness
laugh inside when you get fired
you are the devil
he is the devil
she is the devil
we are the devil
I AM THE DEVIL.
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