I'm Not An Angel

 

The dark exhales the heat

Like it thinks I’m here alone

I dare these demons

Come find out what I have become

 

Hell is isn’t gonna nail me down

This coffin isn’t gonna hold much longer

The devil won’t confront me now

Cause he knows that I have back-up

 

My heart is cold to touch

God knows I’ve sinned enough

But I think I could take one more setback

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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