The devil plays on my mind,
He's in myself you will find,
An alter that is progressive
In the punishment he gives,
He is suicidal but I do live
To so tell the tale of my ail
With a screaming mad wail -
But I can drown him with ale.
Oh woe to me and my madness
With an entity inside of mad me,
How I long for happy happiness
And to be in my sad mind lonely.
I say please refrain from ill-gain
As I can no longer stand the pain.
Copyright Andrew Stevenson 18/07/2024
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
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