crossroads in poetry
- July 11, 2019, 5:04 p.m.
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- Public
no guitar or crossroad is required
if you want to sell off your soul
you just need a three-piece suit
you just need a heart like a hole
the devil no longer waits at the
city’s edges like a beggar-thief
satan graduated to the penthouse
but the dude still has that pen
he still stands up there waiting
for you to take the easy way out
he simply has a better smile now
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