smfo

When the Devil told me it was time

I lit out running

like the soles of my feet were on fire

Running faster and faster

Lungs burning and body aching

The distance between us grew

Til I stopped to look back

suddenly

hot breath

on my neck

 intense gaze

searing my essence

Patiently waiting

He would take what was his

even if it took

an eternity

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